
Playing ball...
Eating our raw meatables...

Taking Mom on walks...

And snuggling with Penny...

Oh and for the record, Sherman is still a grouch...
Today I turn Six years old. Mom can't believe I'm so mature, but I keep telling her age is just a number. I still act like a youngster. Mom is making me a beef heart cake to celebrate my big day & I promise to post pictures later this week.
I really don't need any presents because we got the best present of all over the weekend. Sherman's tumors all turned out to be benign (aka not icky) and he's gonna be fine! But never fear, he's as grumpy as ever...
Maybe I can convince Mom to give me ONE present. Stay tuned...
We had so much fun last year...I can't wait to see all of my buddies in the Chat Room!!
Oh...and today is also TAX DAY in the States!! Which means Mom's life is calming down & she'll get to bring us around to visit everyone...as soon as she finished HER taxes!
And here is something not so cool...I have to go to the V.E.T. on Wednesday morning for a little nip/tuck. I'm having the not-so-fatty tumor removed from my leg. If you guys could send me some good thoughts, Mom would appreciate it. I'm not real worried about it, but you guys know Mom...worry, worry, worry. I'll make sure she lets know guys know how it goes.
One more week till STUPID taxes are OVER!
Thank you Mack! We love all of our stuff.
And now for the Ugly....
Right after Mom took these pictures, Sherman and Lola got into a HUGE fight. I, of course, had to jump in and try to protect my sister so pretty soon, we were all fighting. Mom was yelling at us and trying to get us to stop but things got really ugly. Someone (NOT ME!) ended up biting Mom in the hand, by accident of course and she was bleeding and really mad at us. Sherman & Lola have puncture wounds on their faces...I'm fine, naturally. But Mom didn't talk to us for a really long time & we're all kinda grounded.
I don't think we'll be threatening to go on strike again anytime soon.