My friends' kitten, Leo:
My girls waiting patiently while I fix my pole strap, which broke while skijoring. Aren't they so sweetly patient?
Miss Millie B. Doofus, Supreme Ruler of the People's Republic of Bunnistan:
Best. Thanksgiving. Evar. Sixteen pies!
9 comments:
Wow! Thatsa lotta pie!
Glad there is no fleas there, at least not in the winter.
why everyone brought pies? where is the salad?
Oh, there were two turkeys and plenty of sides. But what fun is there in photographing that boring stuff?
Where's the salad...haha, Mudder cracks me up. Though I -have- seen Dave eat salad and a giant slice of cake for dinner - he considers that a pretty well-balanced meal.
What beautiful pies! I can't really get behind pies unless they're pumpkin, and even then I'd rather have just the pumpkin custard, not the crust.
Cake! I love cake!
Who cares where the salad is when there is that much pie?!
I'm not really a cat person, but that kitten is very pretty - he's wearing striped trousers ;-)
Striped trousers over his fuzzy pants!
bunn's nose hair is growing back!
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