And they all smelled really bad, too. Jager! Darn it, doggie, I say. Will you please move your butt? The usual morning rush. I’m just trying to walk to my car and Jager keeps stopping in front of me to lick… Read More ›
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How to get out of hot water
Right. So, I’m up. But the at ’em part is going to have to simmer on the back burner for a little while longer. Holy cow, but this flu bug has kicked my butt this week. I’m getting too old… Read More ›
Iced buns
Star Wars Episode 4.1, The Lost Hope I don’t get it, says Euka squinting at her Christmas present. Explain to me your hooman logic behind this one.Micron sniffs the thing, then pokes it with a paw as if testing to… Read More ›
She’s snow kind of beauty
Euka II, our pale beauty, at 15 months Oh heck yeah, people. With just a dab o’mousse and the right amount of root lifter, I’ve tamed this straight-as-string hillbilly hair into a perfectly acceptable coif. And stellar timing, too, for… Read More ›
There’s snow sense in it
I’ve got my eye on you You will regret this, hooman, says Bodine. You know, cat o’mine, I say. I suppose I will. But it feels good now. So, I continue. You’ll be keeping [snort] an eye on me, right?Oh, purrs Bodine. Count on… Read More ›
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