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Butch thinks he's the center of the world... being the only "baby" in the house just seals the deal on that luxury. Never mind that he's 12+ weeks old and STILL nursing... fat brat.... We refer to him as my Butch's dog. As in "your dog pooped again... go clean it up" and "get your dog off the table when I'm trying to eat." I was talking to/about him when my mom was on the phone and all "Oh.. that's right... I forgot you had a dog.... blah blah blah." *snicker snicker* And I went ahead and reminded her... nope... been dog free for 10 months now... *snicker snicker*

No Mom... I will NEVER turn into the Crazy Cat Lady...

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Nala. The beautiful. Twin named her sight unseen off one of the Lion King movies. She will not let me take a bath without her. She will tear up the door until I let her in. Every night she sleeps on me. I have to lay on my side, and she lays on me from my shoulder to elbow. And pushes my face with her paws. Spoiled??
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Fluufffffyyy!! My big beautiful fluffy soft mound of love. She is baby #1. She was six weeks old when we moved here mid-May and now look at how huge she is. I'm not kidding when I say I've caught her STILL nursing. I guess she thinks if Butch gets some... she should too. But it's sooo wrong... she's twice the size of her mom!!
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Midnight. Aka Whore Kitty. She's 4 years old and do you see how tiny she is? That's a size 6 shoe box people. She's had 2 litters of kitties (Fluffy & Butch and about 7 other babies?) Thank Goodness they're all scheduled to go under the knife and get fixed 10/26. We tell her that when her cooter gets fixed she can tramp up the neighborhood all she wants! She's fast too. You don't shut the door fast enough and it takes two of us to chase her down and haul her back in....
10/22/2012 21:23:10

Aaaawww... My Taxi used to follow me around like that and sleep on my and sit on the side of the bath and wait for me and open the bathroom door if I dared close it without letting him in!
I still miss him so much!

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    RANTINGS
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    Dear Twin... sometimes words come out of my mouth before my brain has a chance to stop them... well aint that the life...

    Bex

    Some people make parenting look sooo easy.  They are big fat liar pants.  Parenting is hard.  Kids can be awful.  They don't come with an Instruction Manual.  I started young and have grown up with them.  We have gone through a lot together.  And I would have never been able to do it without the wonderful family I have.  I started blogging because of Twin.  She said that it wasn't nice of me to take a Bad Day out on the Hubby or the Brats.  And so this began.... it's my Rantings From The Time Out Corner... because, let's face it - when I'm full on Cranky Pants... my hubby doesn't fail to make me go Sit One Out for the Team.  (for more see ME above)

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