Hoppy Easter! (aka You Call This Good??)

Momma said that today is Good Friday. I ask you, furiends, is THIS "Good"??

 "No matter which way I turn, the ears are still there, Casey!"

"Here, you look for a bit and now I'll look away. It throws her off." 

 "Are you just falling asleep, Casey?? Don't make me do this on my own!"

"Fine. I'll break out the intimidating GLARE." 

Wait, what was that, Momma? You brought out the GOOD treats? OH! Um...the sun was just in my eyes. How's this??

Hoppy Easter, everyone!!

How to get your way

Remember how I was complaining that Momma has never heard the phrase "let sleeping dogs lie" and cruelly forced me to get up when I was comfy? Well, take a look!

Yup, Momma made the bed up around me this morning instead of making me get up like usual! BOL! My secret? Well, in the wee hours of this morning, I was repositioning and stretching a bit, and, uh...well, I kinda fell off the side of the bed. I tell ya, folks, you know you're getting old when falls don't bring laughs but urgent "are you okay???"s. I wasn't hurt, so I pretended like I just wanted to go potty.

So then this morning, I got all comfy in bed, and Momma came in to make it. She usually makes us move for that, but she said "awww" and then made the bed around me. Score!!! She took my picture and said something to Auntie about not having the heart to make me move after I wounded my dignity last night. Whatever. It worked!

We're ready for our closeups!

Woohoo! Jessie and I pooled our treat money and had Momma bid in LBR's latest fundraiser auction. Guess what it's for?

A photoshoot! And not just any photoshoot, but one for a month in LBR's annual calendar! This picture is from the last time we pawticipated, in 2016's calendar. For the 2019 calendar, we're going to be Mr. and Ms. October!! That's when my barkday AND Momma's is, so that's our favorite month. We can't wait to see what pawesome pics we end up with this time.

Unfair!

Tell me, furiends, if you came across this sweet and adorable sight, what would you do?

Yes, a Casey caught peacefully in dreamland, his head nestled cozily on a pillow, all right with his world. What should you do with that? Well, the answer is NOT "make him move so I can crawl in bed furst," Momma!!! Can you believes she did that to us last night? I mean, look how comfy Jessie and I were!

Hasn't she heard the phrase "let sleeping dogs lie"?? There's a couch in the next room, Momma. Go use it.

Remembering our princess

We lost Cinderella three years ago tonight. Momma still thinks of her often, and I've told Jessie all the stories about her so she knows who came before her.

Cinderella had a beeYOUtiful smile.

But she also had her serious side.

She loved being a true princess.

But she also LOVED rolling around on the ground.

She was a champion napper.

And an all-around pawesome sister!

 We'll never furget you, Ella!!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Throwback Thursday: Erin go bragh!

Since St. Patrick's Day is this weekend, this Throwback Thursday I thought I'd remember a few St. Pat's past with my sissies.

Cinderella loved her sparkly hair bow SO much. She insisted on wearing it every year.

I wasn't nearly as proud of my stupid shamrock head stuff as when I wore my pawesome kilt.

Then I decided to steal the bow and make it a super-cool bow tie. That made the stupid head thingies MUCH better.

Cinderella didn't care. She got a tiara!

After Jessie joined us, she reclaimed the hair bow.

The next year, I said NO to the stupid head thingies!

Much better with just my dapper tie, don't you think?

I wonder what Momma has planned for THIS year. Maybe she lost all our silly head things in the move?

Road trippin'!

Okay, so we had planned for this post to go up on Sunday for Madi's birthday, but it didn't. Momma blames Blogger, we blame Momma. Who knows. Anyway, here is our slightly belated pawticipation.


Our good furiend Madi the Diva Cat is celebrating her birthday today! She is 16 years old! That's a big milestone to reach. Our kitty sister Pigeon turned 16 in January, and she's always lording over us how very grown-up and mature she is. (WHATEV!) Anyways, the most impawtant part of turning 16 is that you can DRIVE! So Madi said that she wanted to celebrate her 16th birthday with a big Blogville ROAD TRIP!!

We're supposed to tell stories about a big road trip that we've done. Well, Jessie and I ride in the car a lot, but it's usually just to the dogtor or the park or to see Grandma & Grandpa or Auntie. Not really big road trips. In fact, we've only done one real road trip in our lives -- two years ago when we went to the furst Blogville Awesome Retreat!

We were SO excited to get in the car and head out in the early morning with our Momma. Jessie kept primping because she was going to meet Stanley in the furs at last.

It was very exciting! We touched our paws outside the state of Texas for the very furst time, and we crossed the mighty Mississippi River!

We spent a lot of time helping Momma navigate so she wouldn't get lost.

We discovered that Kentucky doesn't actually have blue grass -- it's green! Who knew?

AND we stayed in a hotel room for the furst time!! (We actually stayed in two -- one at the BAR and one on our drive home.)

It was a really exciting adventure, but we were exhausted by the time we finally got home!

We hope you enjoyed the story of our road trip in honor of Madi's birthday! You should go read all the other pawesome adventures!

Wordless Wednesday: Zzzzzzzz

Abandonment and welcome

On Wednesday, Momma cruelly abandoned us overnight forever at Auntie's house, just so she could go down and do some silly lawyer stuff in Austin. It was awful, having all our cousins to play with and getting snuggles from Auntie and sleeping in her bed and getting extra treats. (Okay, it wasn't ALL bad. Don't tell Momma!)

But because we are kind and generous and loving souls, we still welcomed Momma back home when she came back last night.

That's me and Jessie, of course. Cousin Penny is by Momma's feet, Cousin Bebe is squeezed onto Momma's lap, and Cousin Simon is by her elbow. You can't see Cousin River on the floor by Momma's right hand where she can be petted, and Cousin Frankie laying right under Momma's feet. Never say we dont' know how to say hello!

I hope we showed Momma how devastated we were without her and she'll never EVER leave us again.


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