I got this in my email yesterday:
We want to wish you a Terry Christmas! Love, Christine, Mike, and Terry
That, of course, is True Blood Terry, who has been with Christine and Mike for just over a year – can you believe it’s already been a year? You can read the post about him going home here, and more about Terry here.
Christine also reported that they’ve had to rearrange the gifts under the tree to leave room for Terry because he likes it under there so much – and he’s only removed one ornament from the tree because he is SUCH a good boy!
Thank you for the picture, Christine. You know I love that sweet boy. (If you guys haven’t watched the video I put together of Terry talking when he was a little guy – it’s in this post – you totally need to go watch it. It cracks me up every single time!)
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“YOU can get up and go downstairs, lady, but MY nap is not done yet!”
I just happened to get this picture and I love it – that’s Adele on the floor, probably looking at Stefan. And Alice up high, thinking about going up on top of the kitchen cabinets. Neither of them knew the other was there.
I used my Fresh Step points recently to get this Purr Pillow. I was intrigued, because the description said that the purring sound it makes “provides calm and comfort.” It arrived, I turned it on, and Adele and Pink ignored it at first. Now, if I turn it on and Pink is within earshot, she runs over and bites and bunny-kicks it. That girl just cracks me UP.
Did I mention that Adele’s nickname is Floomp? Sometimes it’s Floompf. We like to say she’s “Floompfing around the room.” Here, she has Floompfed right into the scratcher bed.
The past few nights, I’ve fallen asleep with Pink next to my shoulder and Adele curled up next to my legs. I think it’s safe to say that both these girls are total cuddlebugs.
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Seriously, that little face. Couldn’t you just kiss the fur right off her?
Shelton’s got the crazy eyes.
Levine considers his next move.
Floofing at each other.
Levine in the sun.
Stefani in the scratcher-bed.
And Shelton in the sun, trying to figure out what’s going on.
These kittens, I’m am telling y’all, are just the SWEETEST. They purr their silly little heads off the instant I walk into the room, and they don’t stop. And they’re so SNUGGLY. Love ’em!
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Fred has an issue with dry feet in the winter, so he puts Bag Balm on them and then puts socks on over the layer of Bag Balm. There’s something in the Bag Balm that drives Jake nutty – Fred tossed one of his socks to Jake, who reacted by grabbing it and rubbing his face all over it, whilst looking particularly loony. That boy cracks. Me. UP.
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Previously
2014: She swipes! She… misses!
2013: “Santa? Izzat YOU?”
2012: No entry.
2011: Annoyed Chuckles is annoyed.
2010: It’s Rhyme time!
2009: “Whatchoo MEAN ‘stuck in the middle with Poo’?! I THOUGHT YOU LIKED HAVING ME HERE, BLOCKING YOUR VIEW OF THE MONITOR!”
2008: Miz Poo says “I am TOO a kitten, and I belong in the kitten room! Go away, Lem!”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.