Thursday, August 25, 2016

Diego-san's Haiku

Every night the same
old same old. Unbearable
racket, not music.

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Kinda Hiding

He must have wanted me to find him. He left a trail of litter.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Why Oh, Why Can't I?

Not sure why seeing this on my way home made me break out into my best Judy Garland imitation.

Sunday, August 21, 2016

To Each His Own

Yes, Theo is known to sit around with his tongue hanging out.  It's another of what makes Theo, Theo.

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Friday, August 19, 2016

Making History

Heard in our house last night: "Diego-san! Get off the stove. That's dangerous. Go find a box to sit in like Theo." I'm guessing those directions have never been given before in the history of the world.

Of course when I returned to the kitchen half an hour later, not only was Diego-san not in a box, he was back on the stove.