Teh Squeaky Wheel
Happy Caturday from 24ºF Larryville; bah!
Glad Jack Tatum made an appearance at teh Mountain Redoubt. (Wonder if that was him heading “home” on the subway in yesterday’s thread pic.)
Happy Caturday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa!
We picked out our Christmas tree last night and began the decorating process. Today we’ll try to get the lights up out front and hang some icicle lights (sorry, we don’t have real ones out here) along the patio cover out back. Mrs. Paddy’s choir concert is tonight and tomorrow night -- Teh Older and I have ours tomorrow night -- so we’ll go listen to that. Oh! And I can’t forget the homework I have to do.
Good morning and happy Saturday--wishing you and your family a wonderful Christmas concert, Paddy, and hi, Fatwa!
Little Jack Tatum staggered up the hill this morning for his morning can of wet food and now he’s sacked out on the couch.
I bet Jack didn’t even bother to bring you a souvenir of his night out.
I’m lucky enough if he allows me to pet him. He’s definitely not a people cat.
Hai, Paddy and Sven!
Happy tree trimming and concertizing to all the O’Furnijurs!
If we’d had any rain the past couple of nights -- or scheduled for tonight -- we’d have real icicles with lows in teh twenties.
Do. Not. Want.
Glad young Tatum showed up again this morning for breakfast and a nap.
I was feeling a little down today, and then I watched this, and now I’m happy and motivated!
Needs moar tears…and deaths from heartbreak and/or fear.
Plus, where’s that huge exodus of celebrities? Could it be they’re great big prevaricating drama-queen crapsacks just as they were in 2000?
Sadly, Fatwa, there’s already more death. The only explanation for the rise in suicides and drug overdoses is Donald Trump. And oh yeah: fake news.