Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
When Mr. P. got home an hour later, he asked me if I had met our new boarder.
"You mean the new kitty?"
"Yeah," he said, "The pregnant one."
Oh, so that's why she's so chunky. That's just marvelous. According to Mr. P., she showed up last night, settled onto a doormat he had stashed on one of the storage shelves in the garage, and refused to leave. He says that Miss Kitty and Smoky are not at all happy about the new kitty but so far their hissing hasn't budged her.
"Just wait until her kittens arrive," Mr. P.
Oh no, not again!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
So Zach got a text from this chick Ashley who sits in front of him in biology class telling us to head over to Brittany's house cuz her parents went to Bermuda for a week. Jake drove us there in his sister's VW bug, man it was like clowns in a circus car, me and Jake and Ryan and Justin and Carlos and Dylan and Dylan's Dark Fire Gibson he got for Christmas. Dylan never lets go of that thing, like it's his girlfriend or something, and he hasn't even taken one guitar lesson yet. Anyway, by the time we got there, there musta been 3000 kids there already, and Ashley's sister Kayla had some awesome weed and we all got baked. Man, I think I'm still baked. The last thing I remember is trying to bungee jump off the top of Brittany's little sister Amber's swing set, and then I woke up with my head stuck in the headboard of Mr. & Mrs. Wheaton's bed. So that's my story, and I'm sticking to it. Now I'm gonna take a nap, if that's OK with you?
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
To reward us for obeying her commands, Polly performs a special dance.
Here's a video of the evening biscuit dance performance.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
But back to today's feature movie, "Hello Georgie." Not nearly as polished as "Hello Dolly", and it features some unneccessary views of my feet, but it does show off my handsome boy and his snuffling, with heartfelt performances by Georgie & Jean, and a delightful cameo by Polly. I suppose I will have to film "Hello Polly" now. We'll need costumes for that.
Note the big stain on the rug, behind Georgie. That's where he puked up a gallon of poop the other day. I've cleaned it with the rug shampooer twice and although it looks a lot better than it did, I fear it will need more work. On my part, Georgie, not yours. Please.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
But as you can see, a happy pony.
Miss Kitty has been tormenting the dogs by sitting on top of a fence post, or on the roof of their house, and casually licking her paws, as if to say, "You're not a threat at all. You're so boring, I can give myself a bath while you work yourselves into a frenzy. Na Na de Na Na."
I think Jinx would gladly eat Miss Kitty, but Meg would like to have a girlfriend, even of the feline variety. They could go shopping together, and send each other text messages, and have mani/pedis together.
You want me to sleep in the dog house?
Yes, Grampa insulated it. Yes, there are dog crates and blankies in it. Yes, I can snuggle with my siblings in it. But why would I do that, when I can sleep here, on the bed in your office, with two pillows, and a Grammy to kiss and cuddle me? Just tell me why. Or give me a big, raw steak to lure me outside. C'mon, when I lie here like this with a big smile on my face, don't you want to cuddle me? You want me to sleep where?