I was vacuuming. They did not approve.
“Why, I oughta…!”
Corbett, grabbing for the camera.
Someone knocked the cat bed onto the floor, and Bolitar came along and decided it was the perfect place for a nap.
Rhyme and the ear floof.
Maura will be going home tomorrow. She’s kinda looking forward to being in a home where she’s properly appreciated, I’m sure.
“Is it time to go?”
Not yet, sweet girl. One more day!
Joe Bob, having slipped his collar, sits on the fence post.
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Previously
2009: Beulah and Bessie.
2008: Best. Picture. EVER!
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.