Tag Archives: Thomas

Helping Me Write

Helping Me Write

Thomas is my little barnacle. Wherever I am, and whatever I’m doing, he’s right there, “helping.”

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

A Boy and His Stuffy: a play in two acts

A Boy and His Stuffy part 1

Act I: We creep on the neighbors while holding our stuffy. Mustn’t put the precious down.

A Boy and His Stuffy part 2

Act II: We’re tired of staff’s nonsense and are retiring to our napping lounge with our stuffy.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

Go away, I’m watching my stories

Go away, I'm watching my stories.

I think he actually was watching television.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

Chiclet Teefs

Chiclet Teefs of Maximum Perturbation

Once again, Thomas hid his favorite squeaky ball under the couch, and once again I was a monster and didn’t retrieve it for him. He reserves the chiclet teefs of maximum perturbation for when he’s seriously annoyed with me.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

A little help, please?

A little help, please?

Thanks, Neighbors!

Someone left a half-eaten milano cookie in the shrubbery outside the front door of my building. Thomas was really disappointed when I wouldn’t help him reach it.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

Organizing Books

Bookshelves

I finally organized the books I use for collage and found that I have an entire shelf of astronomy texts, several shelves of biology texts, and a half shelf of school yearbooks.

Also I have the world’s cutest spokesmodel.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

Thomas

Apparently that's confortable

He swears this is comfortable. I have serious doubts.

Leave a comment

Filed under Photography

RAWR

All Photos-180

Tiny baby dinosaur. Ferocious.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

Dead of Boredom

Dead of Boredom

Poor biscuit had to go for a walk, and I wouldn’t let him eat the Hot Pocket he found in a ditch because I’m a monster. And then when we got home, I wouldn’t play with him. He was having he worst day ever.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography

Had a nail trim. Nearly died.

Had a nail trim.  Nearly died.

The poor baby bear gets a dinner plate coated with peanut butter, to occupy him while I trim his nails. He hates it though, and no amount of bribery will make him believe he isn’t being tortured.

Leave a comment

Filed under Pets, Photography