Sunday night in da Ozarks....

major...."This is the bestest present of all!"

ollie...."I'm sure glad that you broke into the box of secret pal presents."

major...."Do you think the biped will be mad?"

crash, bam, boom!

ollie...."Nah she'll never notice...."

(((i'm sure there's no way she'll notice the piles of hair that you've pulled out from around/under the fridge.,,never mind she just spent an hour moping the kitchen floor.)



smudge...."Dang the last mouse is almost life like."

ollie...."Yeah, but I like the little pink and purple mice. They're a lot nippier. I'm not sure I'm into the animated ones, this one even squeeks."

major...."Come on you two! It already got away from you before. Pay ATTENTION!"

more crashes and booms....



ollie...."They musta put super batteries in that thing. It hasn't started slowing down."

smudge...."Wow did you see it run up the wall? How cool was that?!!"

ollie...."The major wapped it just as it reached the counter top."

major....runs to other side of fridge...."Ok you guys, get ready. This time it's coming your way!"

Wap, bang, sound of pounding kitty feet...."



major...."MOVE IT! Get it!"

biped...."OH SHOOT,,,,GET THe MOUSE!"

smuge...."Mouse? I didn't see a mouse.. Where's the mouse?"

ollie...."There it is... Boy it sure can move. Thats a Nascar mouse."

major...."Wow, look at the biped with the broom."

ollie...."Hey she just swept Junior out the back door."

major...."Look, she's putting your pink Nippie mice back in da box."

smudge..."Party pooper!"

Whiney Thursday

ollie...."whine, whine, whine.... a guy can't get any rest wif a whiney biped."

annie...."Well I'm glad it's da biped this time and not one of us."


ollie...."Bet she goes to the nice human vet instead of da horse vet to get her tooth pulled."

annie..."Not if da horse vet charges less."

Nobody did it....

crash, bang, rustle, rustle....

biped, smudge, major...."Dang Dogs! Get out of da trash!"

crash.....

smudge...."So who's going to get up and go whoop her?"

major...."I will, I will! Hey wait a minute, dumb and dumber are sound asleep?"

biped...."So who was doing the crashing?"

major...."Nobody."



biped...."Well I wouldn't get too close to that bag cuz Nobody is going to wap you."




biped...."actually it did sound like an elephant was loose in the kitchen and we might not of discovered who nobody was if the wrapping paper hadn't started growling."

A Cat of a Different Color...

heesh...."Hey wait a minute. That doesn't look like any cat that I've ever seen."

biped.... "It's a picture of a organic BLT sandwich in it's natural habitat."

heesh...."Wow I didn't know they walked around like that."

biped...."Actually they're Gloucestershire Old Spots. They're a very old breed that came all the way from England. At one time they were almost extinct. These piggies live in California really close to where I grew up."



biped...."And you know what the cool part is?!!! Unlike commercial farm pigs that grow up inside little pens in stinky buildings, these guys run free. In their native England they were raised in orchards and grazed on grass and ate windfall (that's the fruit that falls off the trees). Oh and there's an ole wive's tale that they really aren't spotted at all."

heesh...."Really? I see spots on them."

biped...."In the wive's tale those are bruises that they got from apples falling on them."

heesh.... "Oh my look at that cute little one. I don't think Grandma would mind sharing her bathroom with it. And come spring you'd never have to mow the lawn again."



biped...."If you have facebook you can look up Massa Organics and see their neat farm. You can also read about them on their website."

Let's Hibernate...

annie...."Yep it's snowing. Quess I'll just lay here and hibernate, least wise till the biped pushes me outta my warm spot."



biped...."Fat chance I'll push her anywhere. I swear that she turns into cement the moment she hits the bed. And God help you if you try to nudge her to get her to move, cuz then she wakes up and starts washing your hair."

smudge...."you forgot to mention her playing patty cake on your face and biting your nose.:

biped...."You mean that wasn't a bad dream?"

Finally Friday

major...."Hey dat's my box!"



annie...."Oh really? I rule this Queendom. The box is mine!"



major.."psssssth... Everyone knows dat a Major always outranks a Queen!"



ps...the biped made it up the hill so things should go smoothly this weekend. Hopefully we won't get much snow from this next storm. You all have a nice safe weekend....

Thankful Thursday....

annie...."It will be a Thankful Thursday if da biped gets da car up da hill to the road. If that doesn't happen it will be a TT if da car misses the house when it comes careening backwards down the hill."

ollie...."The storm of the century left us with two inches of ice covered with a half inch of snow. If da biped can't get da car out she will run out of diet coke and happy pills on Friday when it's supposed to start snowing again. I guess that will make for a Frantic Friday."




annie...."Guess you can tell that I'm still in possession of the nanner box. I think I'll stay right here till the sun puddles come back. I don't think thats going to happen anytime soon seeing as the hi temp today is going to be 6 degrees."