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 Happiness™ (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 Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
I would find that first one a lot funnier if I weren’t worried about looking that way myself!
These are all adorable / hilarious, especially the shepherd in the fridge!
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Reblogged this on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog.
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Thanks Chris. 🙂
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Thank YOU, BlueBird 😃
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and there are those who say that dogs are dumb; look pretty smart to this ol’ hound dawg.
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The very last one was what Nelson, our Chesapeake Bay Retriever, would do. RIP buddy dog. We miss you!
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Awww. . .
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Oh pups. I can so relate!
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You know it’s hot when the dog starts melting.
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Or the cat…
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Ouch!
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I wish I had a feline physiology!
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It would be nice to be so flexible. Sigh…
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Aww, these are so great 🙂 I always feel sorry for dogs I see out with their people in town if their tongues are hanging out and they’re just shuffling along. (The dogs, not the people!) It’s cheering to see these guys having a good cool time.
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“(The dogs, not the people!)” LOLOLOLOL!
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Sometimes it’s both…
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Wow, now that’s hot. 😀 — Suzane
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Poor babies!
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