October 31, 2008
Fright Night
This was perhaps the scariest Halloween I have ever encountered. Both girls went in different directions with different friends and it was only AFTER the night was over that I was privy to their costumes.
Rachel gave me the first scare last week when we were visting Eric and Angela.
Even though I may have been little afraid to let my girls go out on their own, the streets of Warsaw were safe on Halloween thanks to Charlie's Angels. Charle himself even showed up for the night......and it looks like he really enjoys his job.
Although they didn't take nearly as many pictures as I would have, at least my favorite Angel and Gangster/Rapper/??? made it home safe and sound with enough loot to keep me happy.
This however, is my favorite costume of the year . . .
October 9, 2008
Nap Attack
Duke had a busy, busy day. We left for the dentist at about 1:30, ran a few errands and then went to see the vet for the first time. He enjoyed the car ride and every time I came back to the car he was stretched out in the driver's seat snoozing and enjoying the autumn sun.
At the vet he weighed in at a whopping 1.5 pounds and I am certain that he has doubled in size since we adopted him last week.
Next, we stopped by the Y and then the school where he attracted a crowd like a celebrity. He is quickly winning Daisy's heart and every other man, woman and child that he sees. At school, he was passed between no less than 40 hands and never stopped purring.
We finally got home at 6 o'clock. I had several bags to carry in from the car, so I loaded up my arms and tossed Duke in my canvas tote to carry him into the house. Several minutes later when I returned with the rest of my things, this is what I found.
I quickly snapped the photo and then dashed off to Sarah's volleyball game. When I came back home at 9, he was STILL THERE and still pretty groggy.
October 1, 2008
Have you seen my mother?
"By the way . . . I brought home a stray kitten today. No one else would take it, so I threw it in the back of my Jeep and before I got home, he was sleeping in my lap. Isn't he cute?"
That was Steve!!!
When I discovered the "cute" little kitten was infested with fleas, Steve even ventured out to Wal-Mart at 8pm to get supplies. The kitten, of course was instantly quarantined into a box in the garage. But when Steve returned, the kitten was no where to be found. Steve searched and searched but went to bed forlorn.
Several hours later, the girls and I repeated the search and traced a pathetic meow to an open cabinet in the garage.
After a late-night pedicure, flea treatment, shampoo, fluff and massage, we tucked the little kitty into a box with a heating pad and finally went to bed.
Since sleeping beauty Steve missed all the fun, he walked into work the next morning and had to confess to everyone that he had lost the kitten :)
Daisy, of course, has been growling and hissing at this intruder since it first stepped on her turf. She runs away when it gallops her direction, but she keeps sneaking back to watch what it's doing. She seems to find the kitty annoying but irrestistable.
We think it's a boy, so the girls chose the name . . .
