Easy Like Sunday Morning

Now if mom would stop squirming this would be perfect. Sit still, mom!

J'Accuse!

This is the "person" who left the chair out. This is the person who is really responsible for my being on the table. My dad. Yes, that's right, dad. I think I will have to keep a closer eye on him from now on. What do you think?

I Will NEVER Learn

Caught black pawed.

The look of shame.

Too Tired Thursday

Mom and PlusOne went to see Ovo last night, the new Cirque Du Soleil. They said it was awesome. PlusOne fell asleep in the car on the way home. Mom crashed right away as well. I am sure I will hear more when they are conscious.

Wordless Wednesday

Tattle Tale Tuesday

Mom's student gave her these beautiful roses and a wonderful "Thank You" card for helping her through the years at karate. She will be getting her black belt on August 4th. Mom has taught her since she was a white belt. She didn't want mom to read the card in front of her because she didn't want to cry. Mom didn't want to cry either. (But she did!)

And this is what mom did to make certain I didn't get at the roses.

The were still there when she came home. (I don't think I want to risk my current standing by trying to eat these!)

Magnificent Monday

Memere is home, where she belongs; Blondie got married; Mom danced a lot then came home and crashed in the recliner where Lucky and I camped on her for hours. What a great day.