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 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
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Pavlov anyone….
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Competing Campanology Cats 😂😂😂
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Isn’t interesting that they only ring for more when they’re done rather than hoarding more nibbles?
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I also thought it was interesting that they both appear to be right-handed. Even when the gray cat reached across to hit the other cat’s bell, he still used his right hand to do it.
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Whoa, great observation! Now I’m going to have to learn on that—thank you for pointing that out!
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They certainly have their human well-trained to deliver nibbles when the bell sounds.
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So cute!
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Yep, that’s a cat for you. Give me a dog, any day. Bubba der Shrek may never save a mouse for me when he’s hunting, but at least he got us a lot of rabbits over the years. And, did a lot more when people tried to break into the house than welcome them. (He’s an ankle biter, then knock them down and get mean. In Germany, they call mini dachshunds shotsie, little guards 🙂
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We have a dachshund. I don’t want to live without one. 🙂
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I darn near did. He had an accident with one of the grandchildren, and was paralyzed for 45 days. Then again for 10 days. Twice he ate poisoned rats (the neighbor had a rat problem in a house they were fixing). Being a dachshund, he thinks he’s invincible. He’s faced off copperhead snakes, but Mouser, the rattler, bugs him. She wants to give him a big kiss and hug, but he’s not into cross-species love affairs. One eagle tried for him, then a quartet of hawks this year tried twice. When he’s hunting (digging for ground squirrels) he forgets to watch out. But, he learned and refused to leave the house for a week unless dragged out. Now he’s up his old shenanigans, excavating holes any place that elusive golden ground squirrel might be. At night, of course, the javalina come to raid the winter garden and then he’s not going anywhere but bed 🙂
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The gray one is using both bells. That seems to confuse the white one. He is wondering why, when his bell rings, the other cat gets the food. The white one is smarter than the gray one 🙂
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