There's harryhenrychewbacca by my right elbow. Jenna by my left foot. Frosty on the cushion by my head. George is on a packing box that he has 'claimed' so no matter where it needs to go it's not going anywhere now. It can just sit. I turned off the Hockey game and my first three tiered yawn just escaped. Harry Henry who is more cat than dog just slid down the sofa cushion to perch his hiney on my shoullder. He is 10 pounds lighter than Frosty the Wedding Cat. Tucker is hiding behind the sofa because he's been chewing one of my purple velcro curlers. He's ashamed. And NOW, I'm about to squeeze out the innards of two entire lemons into a big tall crystal glass, add in some ice some diet 7 up and a thumbfull of red wine and go to bed. I just yawned again and a gleeick just came out from under my tongue - but is missed the blue screen here.
I'm going to put the dogs out once more and pray it does them up fine until morning. Then, I'm going to sleep. night!
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I love Tucker mainly because of his emotional underpinnings. He knows his place, and he might be there for awhile. Do you tell him you didn't need it anyway? Somehow I get the idea that you've a great love for pets in your family. I'll be driving from Denver to Aspen in a couple weeks, and if I see a managerie OUTSIDE I'll wonder what happened. G
I'm with Susan, Anna,a multimedia event is really called for here. Pictures, please.
And, lastly, do you know about the group animalcrackers.gather.com. This article is custom made for this group.