Big day for me – 5 poops, tying my all-time record!
And on top of that, I found this sweet Tigger toy at the free bins outside the Philly AIDS Thrift Store. SCORE!
Mine Mine Mine
Oh mama, just because I have to stop to pee doesn’t mean that I’ve forgotten about my new plushy friend! GIMME THAT
Oh, you want me to work for it? To jump in the air, doing some incredible feat of Dale gymnastics? Ah… I DON’T THINK SO
OK. I WANT THAT TIGGER. You win, I’ll do whatever silly thing that you want. GIMME TIGGER
Snow modelling? BUT OF COURSE…
Full-on snow snout, spiffy new coat from Max, wide smile with head cocked jauntily to the side – check, check, and CHECK!
You may of course occasionally carry Tigger. Anyone else will have to pry him from my cold, dead paws…