Paulie on the cat tree, Carmela on the end of my bed (I swear, she’s a circus monkey. She loves to balance on the end of my bed!)
Paulie doesn’t have the most graceful of dismounts. Carmela’s all “What are you DOING?!”
“Is the pole unstable? No, it seems to be nice and steady…”
Inspector Carmela goes up top to investigate further.
She doesn’t see anything that could have caused his gawky fall from the top platform.
Nothing to have tripped him up…
“I think he was PUSHED!” she declares.
Melfi don’t care. It’s nap time!
Tony’s in his own little marshmallow-brained world.
Carmela’s all “I didn’t do it!”
Pretty, pretty Silvio.
He is just the sweetest boy.
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Stinkerbelle does her best to ignore me.
“You VERY ANNOYING, lady!”
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Previously
2012: DO NOT BE FOOLED.
2011: We start with the ducks, standing around looking confused (this is their natural state).
2010: Now, I ask you – how is that “just under” two pounds?
2009: Mike, on the other hand, would have slept on my face if I’d let him.
2008: No entry.
2007: If I got a really bad cold AND the cats made it a 24-hour barf-o-rama around here. That would be FABULOUS.
2006: It’s tough to pet 5 milling kittens when you only have two hands, believe you me.
2005: No entry.