I even sorted frew the Comet's toy box that I recently discovered under the sofa table (aka my Bunker Annex) and pulled out this Itty Bitty Chicky.
IBC makes for some good after dinner relaxation, on a counta you know... I do love me some fing special to suck on, and I am not ashamed.
What was the Bleu doin? Well, he was right under my feet, on the floor at the end of the bed.
He look pitiful, but that is HIS favorite spot... and Big Boy is surrounded by the fousands of toys. He do not need the Itty Bitty Chicky. Not now. Just sayin.
I know you are shocked that I have not posted a hunnerd pitchers of me outside... trust me, we did take some! This time change has really made a big difference in how many turn out worf gazin upon... but this one is blurry on a counta the photographic brilliance...I'm not sure there has ever been a more gorgeous day. The high was mid 60's, the sky a brilliant blue and the clouds were minimal but strikin... though who can look at the sky when the squirrels have been havin their way wif my yard!
The Mom took this pitcher as the Bleu *flashed* us!!!
And here is me whiskin past... as you guessed, hopin that the dinner foods will be served post-haste. Chop chop!
And here is an after dinner moment. Let me explain by sayin... I don't mind the pitchers, but I hate the FLASH.
I know "SHE" is there, and I refuse to make eye contact. Dagnabbit!
Thank you again for your support, your prayers and well wishes, your funny comments and ever other single way you let me know that we are not alone! Team The Luke... Rocks!!!