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Still working on my Starry Night video. When he’s jumping and catching, I’m not filming!
Anyway, thanks for your fun finds, have a fab and cool weekend Bitter Bluebird! 😎
One of my all-time favorite cat videos. The slow closing of the drawer says it all. Still working on getting our new dog to know what’s allowed and what’s not. If I call her name and she thinks she’s about to be scolded, she acts so like that cat, its funny. “I wasn’t doing anything!” (Dog was found on the road just a few months ago; a very lively year-old Malinois. I suspect before she was abandoned she had been mistreated. Working on trust & love & hugs. And training.)
We suspect the same of our little porch cat, Scruffy. He showed up here a few years ago, hungry and apparently homeless, and it took months of patient effort (and hundreds of bowls of kitty food left out for him) to tame him. He’s very friendly and affectionate with us now, but afraid and distrustful of anyone he doesn’t know. He disappears under the porch whenever outsiders invade the premises.
Ha ha ha ha HA! The ending made me LAUGH 😀
Me too. It cracks me up every time I watch it. 🙂
Nothing to see here, please move on!!
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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 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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