Mom says I'm getting tutored today. Don't know why - I'm really good at everything I do already.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Selma
So what's the difference between these two photos, outside of the obvious that they were taken 50 years apart?
It's what's missing. Compare the number of American flags in photos from the two events.
Sunday, March 8, 2015
12:30 am
On a Monday morning and I'm trying to not wake the neighbors as I chase Scooter across their property. I'm gonna kill that cat. Except he's now happily snuggled up to me...
Friday, March 6, 2015
In Honor of 9 More Inches of Stuff to Shovel
Walter Cronkite brings you something from 1972 to make your toes all warm and tingly.
It was 10,000 years,give or take, though, not 60,000.
It was 10,000 years,give or take, though, not 60,000.
Thursday, March 5, 2015
My Full Name Is...
NoNo Scooter Get Down...
I have a great deal of energy. I am very nosy. And I sneak out when I can. Managed to do it yesterday in fact and led Mom on a merry chase through the mud. My paws were so dirty that she put me in the bathroom for a couple minutes while she finished bringing in groceries. I don't like my paws being dirty, so I wiped them off all over the tub, sink, toilet and floor. That didn't get them clean enough, though, so I stood up and wiped them on the wall and door. That stuff splashed, too, so it was on the mirror and the sides of things. Mom said something about having just cleaned that room.
That was so much fun that today I hung off the bathroom shade and tore it, broke a glass, and pulled books and a photo onto the floor as I climbed up to the top of the downstairs book cases.
Mom is speaking a different language right now. And when I do understand her I hear something about a box, duct tape, and a delivery to a doorstep. Somebody called Murphy's Law?
I have a great deal of energy. I am very nosy. And I sneak out when I can. Managed to do it yesterday in fact and led Mom on a merry chase through the mud. My paws were so dirty that she put me in the bathroom for a couple minutes while she finished bringing in groceries. I don't like my paws being dirty, so I wiped them off all over the tub, sink, toilet and floor. That didn't get them clean enough, though, so I stood up and wiped them on the wall and door. That stuff splashed, too, so it was on the mirror and the sides of things. Mom said something about having just cleaned that room.
That was so much fun that today I hung off the bathroom shade and tore it, broke a glass, and pulled books and a photo onto the floor as I climbed up to the top of the downstairs book cases.
Mom is speaking a different language right now. And when I do understand her I hear something about a box, duct tape, and a delivery to a doorstep. Somebody called Murphy's Law?
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