Molly

Molly is confusing hubby and I. A couple of weeks ago, when you picked her up, she was all boney. Either she's somehow managing to put weight back on or..who knows? As I said before, she's an old, old lady. We just take it a day at a time.

Kitties

2 out of 3 kitties. I have to get one of Tabitha. The grey and white kitty is Lucy. She has 13 toes up front. She was snagged from the side yard about 5 or 6 years ago. The black & white kitty is Molly. We are her 3rd (and final) owners. Previously, she was Olive, then Milly. I got her from the vet's a few days after we had to have our old cat, Merlin, put to sleep. Couldn't stop thinking about that face. Adopted her & changed her name by one letter to Molly. It took months for her to stop flinching when you went to pet her. She doesn't like kids either. Makes you wonder how she was treated in those other homes. I kiss cats on top of the head. She had no idea what I was trying to do. She would back up to you to get next to you. That has gone by the wayside. She touches noses with me. She stands up on her hind legs & bumps the top of her head against my lips when I ask her for a kiss before she gets her canned food. She's getting old now. But hubby says as long as she can walk around, use the litter box & still grumps for food every day, she's staying put.

Beer for Yule.

Want #5.
 http://www.pastemagazine.com/blogs/lists/2011/11/11-christmas-ales-ranked.html

Mah hubby

This is mah hubby.

We did not buy this hat, but he looks damn fine in it.

Because of Calvin

Imma start blogging. Just because of Calvin. And maybe cuz I'm tired. Let's see if anyone reads this crap. This is me earlier this year at Roar on the Shore, a motorcycle event in Erie, Pennsylvania. I tried this one, did not buy it. The reason I am calling this The Mouse corner is (1) My dad called me Mouse when I was little. Then, I come to find out that my sign in Chinese astology is the Rat. Makes sense. It's just a bigger mouse..like I am now...Yeah, I'm free associating. whatever.