Sunday, August 30, 2009

Sunday Potpourri

Cone. Cone. Cone.

HOW YOU TAUNT ME, FOUL WOMAN!

Mine. Mine. Mine.

Wait - you have another one? CAN I HAVE THAT ONE?

You will not take THIS one away from me. I have found a perfect place for it...

Hehehe. Hidden. Peed on. Having a big, juicy pine cone to play with one day... good. Having a big, juicy pine cone to play with - and exactly where you left it - a second day?

Priceless.

We spent some time today on top of Mt. Tabor, and today we went up the section that we had to climb, rather than walk in circles. Tough for mama, easy for me with my 4-wheel drive.

The CEO is in his seat, not terribly happily as I was displeased at the amount of time spent on the mountain. And - ahem - mama you were on the phone the entire time, so we actually spent a lot of that time sitting...

Lets walk some more, COME ON MAMA - outa the way, let me drive...

Ok then, PROMISE me that we'll be walking more today...

I was pretty sure that this sign meant "Man Holding Stinky Poopy Bag". Do you agree?

Yep, definitely "Man Holding Stinky Poopy Bag".

Love,

Bogart

6 comments:

Mack and Sally Ann said...

Bogart you tell her.
Sally Ann

Nelly said...

I agree - man holding stinky poo bag!
Nibbles
Nelly xx

animal lover, quilt lover said...

Bambi and I agree, stinky poo bag!
We love you Bogart!!
Bambi & Fern
Ps, come and see us sometime!

Karen Raye and Bentley Beargrass said...

Love the sign! We agree! Have a great week from all of us in Houston-town!

Inky and Molly said...

Stinky poo bag man knew you were coming

Moco said...

Pine cones and poop bags. Oh, the life.