Sorry if my posts are a bit scattered this week (scatter-brained, I mean – I’ll still be posting every day through the week). I’m in the process of painting the computer room, and figuring out my plan of attack is consuming any extra brainpower I’ve got available. This is a VERY full and fairly smallish room, so it’s hard to maneuver. And of course moving Fred’s desk away from the wall yesterday was super DUPER fascinating to all the cats, so they had to come ponder this amazing occurrence. No cats have stepped in paint YET. I’ve gotten one wall painted and will paint the trim today.
The only reason I’m painting this stupid room is because there was so much damage to the wall by the door that I had to repaint it. I did so late in 2015, found that there’s just enough of a color difference between the old and new paint (which were supposed to be the same color) that it draws the eye (well, MY eye anyway) every time you walk into the room. It drove me crazy – which I guess is why I waited over a year to get my butt in gear to paint the rest of the room.
Next week, I’m painting the downstairs hall.
Then I’m hanging up my painting brush for another ten years, thank you very much.
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Dennis, mid-yawn. I’m sorry, is he beyootiful, or what?
Sleepin’ Alice, in her favorite spot.
Archie joins me for nap time.
Whose fangs are those? Any guesses?
It’s a Dewber.
“Lady, please.”
Frankie, on Fred’s bed. That bed is super popular – but Frankie prefers to spend his days downstairs lately, moving around in the front room from heated bed to heated bed.
“Lady, please.”
Smilin’ Stefan is super pleased to be able to hang out in the foster room again.
Frankie, melted.
“Lady, have we had the discussion where I mentioned ‘please’?”
Alice thinks if she acts all cute and chatty, I’ll reward her with ham. (She’s no dummy; I did.)
“Can I climb into that bed with you, Archie? Can I, huh? Archie? Archie? Hmph. I guess he’s not going to wake up and move over. Guess I’ll find someone else to snuggle with.”
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“I don’t always ask the entire innernets to be my valentine, but when I do, I expect a snappy answer. Innernets: you gonna be my valentine, or what?”
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Previously
2016: No entry.
2015: #Gracie is a big fan of morning #snacktime, if you were curious. #GuardingTheBack40FromHotAirBalloonsAndSongbirds
2014: Angelo would like to know what I think I’m doing.
2013: Jobey-Joe, the tuxie-doe, sure is looking emo, no?
2012: Sugarbutt, if you’re going to get the feather, you’re going to have to work on your swing.
2011: No entry.
2010: Won’t you be my Val-LOON-tine?
2009: SHE IS A VERY HIGH-ENERGY DOG.
2008: He don’t need no stinkin’ valentine.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.