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Solar collectors
bluebird of bitterness
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Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's sister-in-law Sybil
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happinessâ„¢ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
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Awwww!
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First thought: “Hmmmm, I’ve never tried lying down on a sunny spot on the carpet. I wonder what that would be like?”
Second thought: “Are you crazy? When was the last time you shampooed the rugs? Besides, at your age, if you get down on the floor, you will never get up again!”
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I know exactly what you mean. It’s like getting books from the bottom shelf of the library! The ones I want are always there.
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They’re a million times cuter than the plastic-looking flats ones we have at home–
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“They’re a million times cuter than the plastic-looking flats ones we have at home”
I kept trying to figure out what this meant, flat plastic-looking cats or dogs or… what?
OOOOOhhhhhh. Solar collectors. V8 forehead slap.
Our cats definitely know all the times and locations of household sunbeams.
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ahahaha! Sorry to confuse, but yes, solar collectors.
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These are delightful!
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😀 — Suzanne
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They always know the best places to be.
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When water is not available or, in the case of pets, loathed, sun-bathing is the next best option.
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Loved this! Thanks for sharing!
mindy@onesolarutah.com
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