Hi, welcome to my desk.

Do you like my table cloth? Don’t touch it.

It’s a long way down to the floor…

This is the skull of the last guy who screwed with my desk.

It’s hard to find dog clothes for a 30 pound dog. I guess manufacturers and stores think only 4 pound dogs get cold or want to be fashionable.

This dress was a surprise for me and Bijou. Michael found it at the Christmas Tree Store and it was only $3.99! The top is white with black ringer and sleeves, a skinny patent belt and a pink and white houndstooth check skirt. I’m impressed that Michael found a pink skirt as he is tragically colorblind. This was a wonderful gift and thrifty, too.

(Check out my messy living room! We are in a transitional period now because we need to move soon, but that doesn’t stop me from dumpster diving for new furniture.)

Bijou Grace sitting on Daddy’s lap playing World of Warcraft.

“Are you drinking a beer Beez? You’re only 4 years old!”

Make  her famous, because she’s not conceited enough!

Me and Beez went for a little walk yesterday. She kept stopping to rub her face in the leaves. Such a pretty girl. Who doesn’t love a classic black and white outfit?

Check me out in Christmas jammies in August!

Look at Bijou’s pretty face. Dogs truly are man’s best friends. And woman’s, too!

“I want snackies 24/7, not just before bedtime. I want fifteen more pillows on the bed. Screw you if you don’t have any place to sleep! Dogthing should be returned to wherever the hell she came from. I demand that weather is always at optimum window opening temperature. I don’t want rain or snow or cold. I ban ringing telephones, loud music, noisy cars, people yelling in other apartments, and all tv shows unless they are about dinosaurs. Baths do not exist, but brushing, grooming and flattering can occur on a regular basis. I must be complimented, praised and/or told I am the most wonderful cat ever at least 57 times a day. That is all. For now……”

I love my DIL, Jac. His floppy ears, his big brown eyes, his stumpy little tail. Oh, he’s definitely captured my heart…

While it looks as if they are sharing a sisterly moment, this is the truth… Kamilah is thinking: “What is dogthing doing by my window?” Bijou is thinking: “You smell like catfood.”

Now Kamilah is thinking: “Dogthing doesn’t taste so bad with a lot of mayonnaise.”

Zombie Alien Piggy Cow demands water…

Zombie Alien Piggy Cow gets what she wants…

Zombie Alien Piggy Cow  is hydrated and will now commence to chew on the head of her best friend, Wilson.

As you wish, your highness.