Austin Diaries, Part 2

OK - so it's been a long long while since my last blog. Just trying to balance everything . Our recent family trip to Austin made for a full, happy weekend. Moving, Birthdays, Cedar Allergies, LaMadeleine (twice !!), BBQ, Lake, Traffic Violation ( I am not naming names ... it was a bad rap ), Rain, Cold, Cleaning, Wii and more Wii sort of like Wii Wii, Homemade IceCream, Baby Belly kicks, Knock Knock jokes.


First off, you gotta know, we felt like the Beverly Hillbillies travelling. Dan, David, Tristan and I were crammed into the yukon with a bunch of donated baby stuff from Paula and 2 twin latex mattresses with not much room to spare for us to fit ourselves. In spite of that, David drove us in the stormy rain and we all laughed like there was no tommorrow as we told KNOCK KNOCK jokes for over an hour. We got pretty desperate with them the longer they went on.....

Dan and I and Tristan took turns laying on top of the mattresses in the back. Now THAT is the way to travel. What fun. Food on the go was the standard for the weekend, as we helped Eric and Hollye finish moving some of their final things from point A to point B . Ask Tristan what is more fun than moving and I GUARANTEE he will say 'ANYTHING'..... On Sunday before we left to head back to Houston we went for a quick outdoor BBQ meal and then a quick drive down to one of the parks on the lake. Here are a few shots from that weekend.

Tristan looks like he just came up with

the next best joke to get Tio Eric

Are they comparing bellies ????

If they were, I guess it had a happy ending

cuz they are a Happy Couple - love them

My testosterone supply

my token 'wildlife' photo ( if you don't count Tristan ) hee hee

Houston bound
The end. Stay tuned for more chapters.

Cats and Dogs are out of the bag

Photo delivery has been made - the cats and dogs are now officially out of the bag. Along with Zippy the 35lb tortoise and Spud the Guinea Pig. So here I go posting some of my favs from this fun photoshoot. Take a look at the handsome group - a few fun and wacky shots included.

SPUD the guinea pig - adooooooooorable

ZIPPY the 35lb tortoise

munching on cactus and hibiscus flower -

stay clear of his jaws, major damage if he gets your fingers !!

What a fun group of people and all their furbabies were precious - every single one of them !!!!!

Dog and Cat Diaries

OK - who hasn't seen these funny little quips coming from the minds of cats and dogs... My friend Ginny sent this ' Dog and Cat Diaries ' to me and I laughed as I picture the conversations amongst our furry friends going on .... take a few minutes and enjoy the Diaries ..... and thanks Ginny for a good laugh !!


DOG DIARY

8:00 am Dog food! My favorite!
9:30 am A car ride! My favorite!
9:40 am A walk in the park! My favorite!
10:30 am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite!
11:00 am Went to the vet. Bummer.
12:00 pm Lunch! My favorite!
1:00 pm Played in the yard! My favorite!
5:00 pm Milk bones! My favorite!
7:00 pm Got to play ball! My favorite!
8:00 pm Wow! Watched TV with people! My favorite!
11:00 pm Sleeping on the bed! My favorite!


CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity.

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.

They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. -- For now.