The Stark boys were hanging out on top of the bookcase in the front room. When I spoke to them, they looked at me grumpily, and then Brandon started looking for a way down.
He figured it out, while Hodor and Jon Snow were still trying to wake up.
Jon Snow’s grumpy, serious face is killing me.
Jon Snow lets his Alabama roots show.
“Dat not funny, lady.”
Jon Snow checks out the trash can and would like to know why I’m throwing this perfectly good trash away.
Norbie’s crazy eyes indicate that he might be a fan of feathers.
“I gots me a feather, lady.”
Reflecting upon his capture of the feather. After he captured it, he proceeded to carry it around and growl at anyone who looked his way.
“WHAT.”
Arya likes to use the box as a step to bigger and better things.
If ever I fail to post an entry, you can rest assured that it’s because I couldn’t reach the keyboard.
“WHAT YOU NEED A KEYBOARD FOR, LADY? WE’RE WAY MORE FUN.”
“Yeah!”
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Miz Poo in the sun. Which is her favorite place to be, now and always.
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Previously
2012: I call him my little RatBat.
2011: No entry.
2010: Well. What would YOU do? I couldn’t just leave!
2009: That’s Hoyt, the big mouth.
2008: The quintessential Zoe look.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.