Happy (Belated) Father’s Day
I play a good Momma’s boy when I need to. Purrimary when I want something – like extra pawty-mix, or to be brushed. But in all reality, I’m one hundred purrcent a Daddy’s boy. I know Mom is the one who wanted to adopt me, but Dad and I have […]
Mom doesn’t furget much at all. That is until recently she furrgot what day her doctor’s appointment was on. She showed up an entire day early. I guess that’s better than missing it all together? The point I’m trying to purrove is that our schedules are so busy right meow, we don’t know if […]
Psspsspss, may I have your attention please! In case you haven’t noticed already, due to wildfurrs in Canada, the outside air quality here in our Tristate area has reached dangerous levels. With that said, it’s recommended you and your pets limit your time outside, so now is the purrfect time to hunker down and […]
Mom traded in her beloved Volkswagen GTI just shy of four years ago fur a mom-car. The Kia has served its purrpose but has definiatlly sported the typical “mom-mobile” look. Needless to say, Mom is ready fur a mom-car glow-up. The purroblem is Mom is supurr picky about what she wants. (Who’s wearing the […]
Hey furriends, I’m down here – in the pile of clothes. Mom was in the middle of sorting laundry and thought I’d try to model my new pants fur you, but it appears they won’t be ready to wear again until supurr time. I’m refurring to my picky pants. Purrsonally I think Mom can […]
I hope all you Mom’s out there had a wonderful Mother’s Day. We celebrate Mom evfurryday here at the homestead. Afterall, she is the glue to our family. She makes sure the house is always spic and span (but mostly because she has an OCD purroblem), appointments are scheduled and met (except fur her […]
Sorry fur the semi-action shot this week. I was trying to catch the dogs. And when I ask who let the dogs out, I don’t mean the animal kind. Although that would be a valid question, I’m in fact refurring to human toe beans. You see, with the climbing tempurratures recently Mom is all […]
Furrst off, how are you all? We haven’t spoken since last month – paw slapper! Boy they aren’t kitten when they say April showers bring May flowers. We have dandelions galore here at the homestead and the grass is ready fur its second mowing. There’s just something about the way furreshly cut grass satisfies […]
Poor Mom. Her weekends always go something like this: vacuum, grocery shopping, and tackling an avfurrage of five loads of laundry. It’s ameowzing the purroduction that goes specifically into laundry. Sort into multiple piles, switch the loads as they finish, hang some clothes, fold the rest, and put them away.
I guess I can’t feel […]
Let’s just cut right to the chase this week. Even though I’m feeling absolutely fine, paranoid Mom insisted on keeping my check-up appointment fur my hypothyroidism this past Furrsday. Ellie was off furrom school last week so she helped Mom bring me to the dreaded four-letter word place (the vets). Usually I get to […]