Fried Day

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Mom………..is it really Fried Day???

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What are you babbling about?

MOM

I’m not babbling.  I just want my fried chicken if it’s Fried Day!!!  I also want to make sure my friend Waffles gets some fried chicken, too!

dsc_0706-copy Goofball!  It’s not Fried Day.  It’s Friday!

But Mom said she was really fried when she came home from work.  She said she was super happy that it was time for the weekend and I’m pretty sure she said it was Fried Day.  I still want some fried chicken….or fried catnip…..or fried tuna…..or……..

Hemingway Bright Eyes

We get it.  You want food!!!

Fried Food, please ‘cuz it’s Fried Day!

You don’t ever get Fried Food.  You don’t even know what it is.

So???????

Little Brothers…..What More Can I Say?

Mom says I’m a furry, four-footed wrecking ball.  What does she mean by that, Hemingway?

Here, I found a picture on the internet thingy.

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Hey….I don’t look like that!  I do love to play with balls, though.  So do you.Wait a minute!!!  Did you do something to this picture of me?  I look like I weigh a million pounds!!!

Never mind your fluffy tummy.  We all know you love food.  Anyway, Mom calls you a wrecking ball ‘cuz you seem to get into EVERYTHING.

So do you!

I’ve grown up a little so I don’t knock everything off the shelves, tables, desks and bookcases.  Even last night you managed to knock down  a round candle and you were chasing it all over the house.

It was fun!

You also do lots of exploring, as evidenced in the following photo:

Kitty Wash I was just checking things out.  By the way, is this a Kitty Wash machine?  There’s plenty of room for even you!

Steinbeck, get out of there!

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Nobody can see me.  I’m a lamp with a colorful lampshade!

Steinbeck, want to know another way you are a wrecking ball?  You wreck all my peaceful time.Tussle

But you love me!  Besides, this is good exercise for both of us.  Mom said you were supposed to slim down so I’m just helping!