“Let’s see, that’s Hannah up there, and then Zachary, Nicholas, Phoebe, Margot… and the little one to my right we just call Inappropriate. ”
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“Let’s see, that’s Hannah up there, and then Zachary, Nicholas, Phoebe, Margot… and the little one to my right we just call Inappropriate. ”
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unabashedly showing his pinkle. Hey, if ya got it flaunt it.
OMG so cute! Momma doesn’t look proud – a bit wary would be my guess.
It’s more like, you can take 1 picture and that’s it. Then LEAVE MY KIDS ALONE!!! Lol
The one on the right reminds me of my min pin, most nights he dives head first under the covers to sleep with me but usually doesn’t turn around. When I wake up in the morning and go to check if he’s still there, he rolls on his back and spreads out so that’s the first thing I see most mornings, big LOL.
I think that look translates to “They’re asleep! Wake them at your peril!”?
Somebody needs to learn about the privacy tailio.
These fuzzy wuzzies are so cute I don’t mind a bit of exhibitionism.
Puppy spreading ??
You know like man spreading ??
To which I might reply, as one elderly gentleman on the bus one day said, “Son, you got nothin’ between yer legs that requires THAT much room!”
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And I salute that gentleman. In days gone by, when I lived in NYC, guys would always sit like that in the subway, so that the women on either side would have to scrunch up. No, dammit, no. It’s like mansplaining, only even more invasive of one’s personal space.
(Yes, I watched the debate last night, why do you ask?)
I asked?
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You are braver than I am.
PS any signs of you wee puss?
No, sadly. Things took a strange turn Monday: trapped an orange cat who wasn’t my orange cat. Poor stray was FIV positive, so I chose to put him down. Otherwise he could have lived out his life in my garage, yard, or even house. But I’ve already lost one cat to FIV and didn’t want this one to go through it.
Meanwhile, no signs at all of George. I’m doing all the things you folks have suggested and will keep doing them, but fear that nothing will bring him back.
How’s the shoulder?
Oh, DEBG, I am sorry. Heartbreak compounded! I know a little bit how it feels, in the days when my cat would pull an all-nighter and I’d wander the neighborhood calling her name at all hours. I’m not the praying kind but I’m sending positive vibes and plenty of hugs.
Shoulder’s OK, you’re sweet to ask. Brace off Thursday, PT starts on Friday. The real test begins.
??????to both GiGi and Duckie (how you doin’, Duckie???)
not as freaked out as I was this weekend.
Good. You can be much more likely to come to grips with stuff when you’re more focused . But I get freaking out – I still feel like if I hadn’t married that I might well be on the street. I feel very ill-equipped for the world sometimes.
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I did not even know that was a thing!?
…thus proving that literally EVERY part of a puppeh is cute! 😀
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Momma showing us the latest in canine social media, Snoutchat.
I haven’t touched Snapchat yet but I would give Snoutchat a look. Virtual booping goodness!
That’s borderline “Can you believe this??” look. 😀