Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Good News
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Together Through Life
Monday, March 29, 2010
Thundering Feet
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Rushmore
Friday, March 26, 2010
Boyz and Toys
I always get a kick out of watching Thompson play with a toy. He's not playful by nature but when he does decide it's time to play, he gives it his all (just like everything else).
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Coneheads
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Leopard Skin Pillbox Bed
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Theo's Secret Life
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Anonymous Troublemaker

Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Clean as a Whistle
He was not too happy with his adventure but wasn't too upset to enjoy the treats the vet offered to him.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Nickel Pose
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Lessons Learned
Friday, March 12, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Cross Our Fingers and Paws
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
Poor Guy
Diego-san was sitting on my lap and he began to constantly scratch one of his ears. Even when he wasn't scratching the ear was twitching. I tried to see if there was something inside that I could clean out but he was having none of that.
The scratching continued when we went to bed so I may have to bring him back for yet another vet visit...
Monday, March 08, 2010
Better
Sunday, March 07, 2010
Steady as He Goes
Saturday, March 06, 2010
Blankie
Friday, March 05, 2010
Very Funny
Thursday, March 04, 2010
Thankful Thursday
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Super Trooper
I was the one that brought him in after some initial discomfort for a procedure that eventually led to a lot more pain. I was the one that hauled him off in the middle of the night for more pain and brought him home all drugged up and then isolated him from the rest of the house.
I'm the one who has since dragged him off to more visits to the vet. I'm the one who is forcing him to take medicine and wear a cone when I'm not around. He's developed some type of respiratory affliction that has him all stuffed up and sneezing constantly and I suppose I could be blamed for that as well because he picked up the affliction at one of his visits to the vet.
Yet through it all, he still lies next to me in bed, as close as can be and purrs and purrs. He still wants to sit on my lap in the morning for some cuddling. I maybe associated with all his discomfort from the past week and yet he has managed to absolve me from any of the blame. And I appreciate that.
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Thompson 2010
This morning's paper might have shed more light on the situation. Apparently my boy is considering a run for the U.S. Senate in our neighboring state. Who knew?
P.S. I came home for lunch to pick up Diego-san from the vet (another positive checkup) and Thompson went to his dish so I fed him. I think he's getting back to being completely normal...
Monday, March 01, 2010
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