Fred reported that he went in three times this morning and Molly let him pet her all three times. When I went in, she gave me this look, called me a bad name, and jumped down off the tree. No fair playing favorites, brat.
“Hallo innernets, this picture was taken 10 seconds before that evil lady turned on the ceiling fan and caused me to lose my ever-lovin’ mind. She apologized and said she didn’t know it would scare me, but I note that she laffed and laffed while she was saying how sorry she was, so I am skeptical of her sorrow.”
How does so much litter end up all over the foster room floor? It’s a mystery!
2013: “Walk away, lady. You don’t see nothin’.”
2012: And then Fred showed me the house on Google Earth, and I grabbed a screenshot and labelled everything, and… here you go!
2011: The Many Faces of Chuckles.
2010: It was horrifying, yet so fascinating that I couldn’t look away.
2009: Sometimes I call him “Brick Brickman” – that’s the name he’ll use when he grows up to be a news anchor.
2008: No entry.
2007: TOO MANY CATS UP IN THIS HOUSE.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.