Monday, March 19, 2018

But Really

Okay, so the tone of that last one might've been a little off.  Even with all his ribbing and being what he- and only he- thinks is funny, I love dad.  And he loves me.  We have our issues, but isn't that normal?  
     They take care of me, I provide them with a never-ending supply of love and companionship.  They feed me, I allow them to clean up my poop.
You see how it works.  All in all, though he's pretty much a full-time ding dong, dad's a great guy (and he's loving typing this, just so you know).
     Mom's the most awesome mom in the world (you owe him one, mom), and the three of us are best friends.  
     Despite his previously-mentioned mean streak dad really is a loving, grumpy, hilarious, crusty, handsome, annoying, thoughtful, aggravating gentle soul.  Dear me, I think I'm gonna yack from all the cheese interspersed in that sentence.
     Anyway, if there ever was any question about my relationship with dad this should show what's what.  

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Does Size Matter?

Okay, this is just mean.  I know dad can be cruel (just ask any of his siblings.  Or mom sometimes), but come on, dad.  Really? 

     I mean, what are you trying to say, hmm?  I get the jokes about my heft and girth.  I ignore all the well-meant-though-offensive-nonetheless nicknames.  I'm trying to get used to my special diet.  But really?
     "Ha ha ha," he chortles.  "Let's put a ruler on the sleeping kitty," he says.  "Aren't I the funny one," he says to himself.  "Let's make fun of her size," he says under mom's stern glare.
  Laugh all you want, big guy.  You're hilarious with your measuring stick.  Remember, I've seen you naked...

Sunday, March 4, 2018

Selfie Time

So mom has dad's phone and decides to take a selfie with me.  How's this for an extreme close-up?  Little bit of me, little bit of mom. More me though.  Yup, it's all about me.