Rupert here, reporting from the top of the Karnivorous Keurig Box.
Due to Mommy's ineptness and poor planning (Rupert!) the only theme to today's post is no theme whatsoever.
So, let's get this two-bit show on the road:
Look what showed up in the park Sunday--the first horsie customer! Daddy's all excited about the unlimited supply of horse dooky for his gardens.
Guess whose shoes these are.
Hint: They aren't Mommy's.
We have another neat park under construction right by us, down towards the wash. Remember the Eggs that Mommy Crawled Through? Here they are, along with a SIX foot (2 meters) tall roadrunner!
It's a sure bet that Mommy will scale this dude just as soon as the limp (and her common sense) fade.
In other news, Daddy has obviously mistaken May Ling's hind feets for a cow udder.
Boy, is he in for a surprise...
That is all.
XX Rupert XX