as i sit watching another day of rain rinse portland clean… i must admit to not venturing out much the past few days.
so my own furry sniffs of love get a chance for stardom. are they worthy? oh yes. cute beyond cute and perfect in every way…as i tell them daily. so perfect in fact that sometimes i am blinded by the glow of their teeny tiny halos. {i of course tell them this too}
you may remember oliver from the cupcake caper…and now meet his brother ‘synnie’…aka sinifred..sinifur..the grey one…synnie winnie minnie bow tie pasta… mommies little bow tie…ahem.. sorry.
i have had these nuggets since they were 6 weeks old and they are now striding into middle age…14! gasthp!! and yes..they are brothers from the same litter.
AND
they love a box. This is what i came home to the other day.
'hi mom! don't worry about us...we packed ourselves.' oh my loaves of furr bread.
'ahhhhh.....' ' oh frick...he's totally gonna sneeze on me isn't he!?'
'...cheeew.' 'really dude? you sneezed ON my ear??'
'oh i'm sorry my brother....let me get that for you.'
'better...thanks. but i'm unsettled now.'
'well what do you want to do?'
'oh yeah.. this is wayyy better. time for another nap?'
