Thursday, January 15, 2015

Advice for the Cute


As my loyal readers may be aware, I am not averse to passing on helpful hints to others about matters of mutual interest.  Also, it is my philosophy that you can never be too cute.

In that spirit, I firmly believe the transition from merely cute to adorable is the most difficult one of all.  Believe me, I have studied the matter.  Indeed, I have devoted much of my life to that study.

Cute is cute.  Adorable is a whole other matter.  Adorable takes years of hard work, studious observation and adaptation, sometimes just dumb luck.

The photo above illustrates my point.  I have for years noted that when "they" want to go out and leave you alone, "they" gather all the clothing they want to use.  Of course, you will want to roll around all over it.  Everybody does that.  It's cute, there is no denying.

It is also cute to just steal some essential element and hide it under the bed, for example.  But adorable goes beyond that.  Adorable, in this case, means you actually have to wear the article yourself.

Yesterday - call it inspiration, call it genius, call it whatever - the stars were aligned.  I had for months observed the care "they" take in donning their scarves, "her" especially.  It's not easy, not at all, in that, unlike "them" I lack arms and opposable thumbs.

But there you have it.  Voila!  A few deft rolls.  The deed is done.  The work of a lifetime achieved.

Of course, "they" went out anyway, more's the pity, and I was left to hit the hay in their absence.  Life is that way sometimes.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

He's Back!


That's right.  I'd recognize him anywhere.  It's Fat Sparrow.  "He" says how can you be certain?  It could be any sparrow.  "She" agrees.  I KNOW!

Of all the bird feeders in all the world, why did he choose mine?

Friday, December 26, 2014

Belated Merry Christmas


I have been so busy lately that I have neglected my devoted following.  Anyway, above is a candid shot of yours truly, the one and only Pip, enjoying one of his presents, in this case, a very nice Penguin.  I must say that this year the quantity of presents has been rather disappointing.  So far there has been the aforementioned Penguin and some sort of Santa Claus/Nutcracker that I suspect has been re-gifted from my birthday.  There has been talk of a helicopter that sounds both intriguing and ominous, but so far no delivery.

Stay tuned.


Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Play You Must



A new friend: Yoda.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Birthday Boy



Yesterday I celebrated my birthday.  It was a wonderful day, full of surprises and treats and presents.  Above is a photo of myself approaching a candlelit tower of treats while they sang the birthday song.  Lucky me, once I was able to extinguish the flames, I discovered two shortbread cookies and a salmon treat.  Yum.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Here Comes the Sun King



Wow!  Is there anything better than lolling in the sun?  I don't think so.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Bigfoot



How often we misjudge others upon first meeting.  I remember when I first encountered Bigfoot.  "They" had given him to me as a "gift."  Some gift, I thought!  They had propped him up in our bed.   When I first saw him, I kind of freaked out and hid under the bed.  I mean, this guy was big.  Also weird.

Gradually, however, I became accustomed to his presence.  He was kind of cuddly.  He provided a secure hiding place when I wanted to bury Bubba Bob.  He was hard to move, but, on the other hand, it was rather gratifying to finally pull the big lug around.  He also put up with a lot of indignity without a hint of protest.

Lately I have taken to falling asleep all snuggled up with Bigfoot in the computer room, after sharing a cookie with "him," playing some fetch, and eating some kibble.

Life is good.  Bigfoot is good.  What can I say?

The "Fat Man"

The "Fat Man"
We find him strangely intriguing but they won't let us at him. I think they just want to torment us. Life sucks. One of these days me and Bob are going to get him.

This is the sink we hid under last week.

This is the sink we hid under last week.
Me and old Bob came thisclose to being wiped out by a tornado headed STRAGHT to Lakeview! That was a close one!