I’m on vacation this week, and will be incommunicado ’til I get back from Myrtle Beach. I’ve scheduled entries to automatically post every morning at the usual time, so you won’t have to go without.
See you next week!
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On Tuesdays, we leap (and climb.)
Judging PW’s form.
Von climbing my leg, because I was wildly waving the feather teaser.
::leap::
Trader Joe, jumping. Ralph, ignoring.
Then Ralph, taking off like a wild thing.
That boy can LEAP.
Winn Dixie loves those mylar balls.
Trader Joe. Couldn’t you just squoosh that belly?
Von climbing the scratcher. There’s a feather toy that is made to hang there, but these kittens yank that thing down about 10 seconds after I hang it up.
Ralph looks like one of those gymnasts dancing with the ribbons.
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I’d like to point out that the post from 2005 is the one where I announced that we were keeping Tommy! I cannot believe it’s been 9 years. How is that possible?!
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It’s just exhausting to be Stefan.
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Previously
2013: Adriana waits patiently for the mother ship to call her home.
2012: No entry.
2011: George and Gracie Friday!
2010: No entry.
2009: He cracks me up, that boy.
2008: Look at Delmar over there on the right, giving me the sass as if he doesn’t fling himself onto his back at the slightest touch.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: “M-O-O-N!” Fred said. “That spells Tom Cullen!”