Happy Thanksgiving! (Or Happy Thursday to the rest of the world!) From all of us here… especially Newt.
(Back tomorrow with a regular post!)
2020: Calamity Jane looks like she’s comparing the size of her dainty little paw to Wild Bill’s.
2019: Who wants to fly into Nashville or drive to Huntsville to pick up a couple, huh?
2018: Fender and Gauge make me think of Lenny and Squiggy for some reason. “Hallo!”
2017: No entry.
2016: Charleston says “This is MINE. You get your own.”
2015: The ducks, looking for trouble.
2014: TC coming out from his hidey hole under the doll bed.
2013: Too much helium for Adriana this morning.
2012: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: Pink (Milano) is too important to hang out with the little people.
2008: There’s just nothing like having four warm little kittens flopped against you, purring to beat the band.
2007: I CANNED TURKEY BROTH.
2006: No entry.
2005: Yesterday marked six years since we adopted Miz Poo.