
You can lick your pigs, and you can lick your nose,
but you can’t lick your pig’s… er, um… strike that…

Hey buddy! Wake up and turn over! You’re gonna’ get a sunburn!

Yeah, who’s laughing now, uh?

Yes, I am a-making the RATatouille.
But don’t tell them, they think they are here for the pizza.










OK, da babies are kyoot, but Mr TF’s gonna wet his pants if he duzn’t find owt whut happened to Tailer!
Hi Skeezy – thanks for the comment. I know that Mr. TF is getting anxious about Tailer – maybe you can lick his face a little bit longer (like for the next 5 hours) to take his mind off of things. I have a bunch of airplane and airport footage, but haven’t getted myself to sit down and edit it yet. Will do today.
xoxo snuzzy
If the Male sees this, he is going to say that’s me behind the fence in the first photo. Sigh. I am so much more better looking.
Key-ute!!!!!
Pawesome pix!