A lap full. Eclair and Candy Apple in the back, Snowcone, Wild Bill and Fritter in the front.
Have I mentioned that Davy Crockett’s intense little face kills me? It really does.
Hush Puppy, Wild Bill and Calamity Jane enjoy the warming pad.
Wild Bill shows off his Thlurrrpsday form.
Breakfast is served. (I really need to do a time-lapse video; they empty those plates incredibly fast.)
I love the smirk on Eclair’s face.
Calamity Jane and French Fry on the ham-mick (and Buffalo Bill wandering by.) Please admire the sprinkle of litter on French Fry’s face; she’d just been digging around wildly in the litter box for fun.
Annie Oakley and Tater Tot havin’ a snooze.
Hush Puppy LOVES to stretch out on the ham-mick, can you tell?
Still not a fan of the vacuum cleaner!
Dewey joined big brother Jake on the deck long enough for me to grab one picture – and then he vamoosed into another dimension.
2019: Then mid-morning Beauregard came trotting downstairs with the toy stick of butter in his mouth, dropped it on the floor, and settled in on the bed.
2018: Innernets, would you please give a warm welcome to LoJack?
2017: Breakfast at the Milk Bar Cafe.
2016: Chesnee approved the durability of these clumps.
2015: Stefan and the terrible, horrible, no-good, very rough life.
2014: Ralph, practicing his Crazy Eyes.
2013: “I don’t NEED to be tutored, because I am already the smartest boy ever!”
2012: You wish you had my glamorous life.
2011: No entry.
2010:I love the way Reacher and Corbett are basically the same pattern, in different colors.
2009: My poor babies.
2008: And if not, I can always buy their love with a plate of chicken baby food.
2007: Best. Picture. EVER.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.