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 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
bluebird of bitterness 
Nope–my cats would cross the hearth ledge and be in the tree in no time at all. J.
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You’re right, that was not a smart place to put it. 🙂
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…but the boxes and the ribbons are still on the floor. 😀
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That definitely showed poor judgement. 🙂
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Wouldn’t help with our lot — they jump.
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So did mine, back in their youth. Now they’re so old they consider it not worth the effort. 🙂
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I’d give a cat about two minutes or less to figure out something. 😀 — Suzanne
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Yep. 😀
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A friend of mine uses a “critter fence” (for crawling/toddling babies) around his tree. We tried “electrifying the perimeter, no go.
Finally, the solution was to “train” the cats by putting clear packing tape around it, sticky side up, around the base. For some reason, it worked! They now leave it alone! Weird…
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What I can’t figure out is how those pussy willows in the jar by the fireplace have survived. My cats would have decimated those within a day or two.
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Is the real solution not having cats or making them stay outside? That’s the only one I know that would work.
We had cats and dogs when I was boy. My wife put up with a cocker (so long as our children were still living with us, but no cats. Since we lived on the Gulf Coast the cats stayed outside. Here in Northern Virginia I don’t think that would work well.
Does anyone rate cat breeds buy their “Hardiness Zones” like the USDA does plants?
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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
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