Junk in her Trunk

Jackie is concerned that her butt looks big in this picture.

Somewhere, there is a naked turtle

My mammy is an excellent scavenger, and found a turtle shell out hiking one day. She brought it home, Pops epoxied and shined it up, and VOILA-- Abe has a bike helmet!

Now that he has a jersey and a helmet, he's all set for the Little Belgian races!

Living the Good Life

Admittedly, Jackie gets away with a bit more than little dD did. I guess that's because we've sadly learned that little furry friends can be gone in a blink of an eye.
That said, it's hard for us to tell Jackie she really shouldn't be up on the couch, especially cuddling that pillow. I am hoping gunnar's mother never sees these photos, b/c her mother made that made the pillow years and years ago, and she probably wouldn't think Jackie looks as cute as we do.

Killer Strikes Again

This week I am at the American Industrial Hygiene Conference and Expo in lovely Minneapolis. The key word there is "Expo." Expo = lots of free stuff. I have managed to resist most of the stuff, because Lord knows I don't need more pens, magnets, and other diddlies, but this little guy certainly caught my eye with his happy little helmet head and all. Remember, safety first! I've named him Ermi (Environmental Relative Moldiness Index).

Unfortunately, once I got back to the hotel, Ermi's smug grin didn't last long as Killer and his sharp pointy teeth got ahold of him. I guess helmets are no match for a vicious streak a mile wide.