Boudoir Pickle Shoot

PLEASE do not google that.

TV Watcher

We have told her that is not what bones are for, but here we are.

Choral Rehearsal

I think this was supposed to be an Italian Aria, but Ciaragh messed it up with barking.

In which Willow cheats

She knows good and well that we can't fit under those bushes. Sneaky.

Fence Waiters

Just look at how much more brindled the pup is than I am. Not that I'm jealous, mind you.

Another hiatus

We are going to just pile up here and wait, in the AC, for Mommy to get back to blogging.

Seriously...

I keep thinking if I look out the window some new blog content might come along. 
So far, though, nada.