Stanley and Oscar take their birdwatching duties very seriously. They appear at the window each morning as we put on our shoes and guard us.
Our post-dinner snugs grow more interesting as the weather gets colder. Nutterbutter spends more time on my lap, which Oscar usually hogs.
Every once in a while, we order something that comes in a pretty large box. For reasons only obvious to us, we call these boxes Cat Cannons.
The Cat spent yesterday doing chores, cleaning up the filthy house, which had devolved into a place Shrek would have been happy to call home while she was away.
Udo and I have a routine during the week. We get up, he has breakfast while I have coffee, we see Brian off to work, we do a few chores, and we go for a walk when I take my morning break. After we return, he gets a couple of little rawhides and I get […]