Just two fings get between me and my bloggin and they are storms and also GRRH work, and they have been boaf too plentiful lately!
For the example, this afternoon and tonight the Mom is workin on new sletter. I do not claim to understand what a sletter is whever be new or old, but on list of fings to include was GRRH's new rescue t-shirts... and she decide the Bleu would be good model!
Now, I have to tell you... In life there are fings what you simply must stand firmly against and one is when your brother gets all attention.
And so I do. Just sayin.
Then the Mom completely miss understand my protest, and next fing I know, t-shirt is bein put on me... and I willin subject over the head and frew one arm, but arm number teu and I draw line wif the growl. Now... the Mom understand my growl and it not aggressive but just expressive. More time than not, it mean I love my slippers fank you very much back off... but today it mean: "I draw line wif the t-shirt wearin at arm number teu!"
For sake of clarity, here is basic Life Rule... The Bleu should not get more attention than the me.
The Mom not pick up on the clarity, but pick up on the protest real good... so she drape t-shirt over my back for photo shoot and wah-lah:
More on the t-shirt later and whever or not our eever of pitchers make it into the sletter!
Musing on Monday - *I see my pals out there. I want to go out with them.* *I bet we could have fun running up and down the fence line.* *Misty: Maybe if we sit nicely,...