OH YES. There it was – innocently sitting outside a building in Philadelphia - A SHRINE TO MY BELOVED PINE CONES. Was that a tear of joy in my eye, or just something stuck in my mad scientist eyebrow that was tickling me? TEAR OF JOY Love, Bogart
Here, Tiger Tiger Tiger
Run Wild and Free Jupie
My heart is broken. My dear Airegirl friend Jupie has passed away. Longtime followers of my blog know Jupie well – along with Kermit and Robin (who has also sadly left us) – as either the Mareike-Dales or more affectionately, The Mobsties. There was nothing – NOTHING – so good as going over to Mareike’s…
Stick-ebana
Riders on the Storm
Today, I Am Six
What Am I, Chopped Liver?
I am a BIG fan of freeze dried liver. Cannot explain it, but it’s fantastic. And it’s one of the only ways that mama can stand to feed me (well, us, because the cats love it too!) liver. Usually we buy the beef-liver-in-a-bucket, but this time at the store mama found chicken-liver-in-a-bucket, so I thought…
The Maine Event
It is ALWAYS a good thing when a package arrives addressed to me. Always. And packages addressed to me ALWAYS smell good. From the outside. That’s how I know the packages are for me. I have this amazing nose, you see, it’s just a simple biological fact. WHOA! PINE CONES!!! I thought this package smelled…
Hail Cesar!
