This may not be the most flattering picture of my Fy ever taken. Certainly not the stateliest (and we all know he can pull off stately, can he not?) But look at those little paws, look at those ears, look at that little pink tongue and tell me he's not too much. Happy birthday, comrade!
Darling was one of the best kittens in the world. She wagged her tail, ran out to greet us when we arrived home, and would climb up my pantlegs and repose on my shoulder. She (along with Lorraine, of course) would go for mile-long walks with Matt and I through the pasture, sometimes getting a bit disorientated in the corn. She would climb the ladder and sit on the roof while the men worked. She never tired of Fyo pouncing on her. She was the sweetest bit of fluff in the world, and will be missed.
Tiny was laughing in his sleep last night, and then Matt joined in and started laughing in his sleep too. I can only imagine they were sharing a dream. I tried to find out from Lucas what it was, but he only said "Moo."
Matt saw some food special on tv recently about Chicago's best hotdog stands, which has been on his mind ever since (he once told me "Oh mapache, your mind doesn't have one track, but it certainly doesn't have many." This is kind of like this, I think.) So needless to say we have been eating many delicious Chicago-style dogs lately, and guess who loves them most of all? That's right, Lucas! He goes crazy over the black olives and the banana peppers and the raw onions... We had to cut him off and give him some oatmeal after a while. After supper, he is always a very helpful little boy who pulls the freshly washed dishes out of the drying rack and scatters them across the kitchen floor. (He is a problem-solver, as you can see in Exhibit A. He climbs right up the rack if it's not readily available.)
i would like to invite you to lucas's birthday party! it's october 18th at 1:30ish at our place. you are probably thinking "this is the worst invitation ever, it doesn't even have my name on it." i know. it really is. :( so the real thing is, i know a lot of you who check this live far away and can't come, so here is my real purpose in writing: we are making lucas a time-capsule and i wonder if you want to submit something? we're going to bury it at his party, and then he gets to dig it up when he's 18. so, if you want to be a part of these shenanigans (juno almost ruined that word for me...and you?) please let me know and i'll give you the address. for those of you in the area, please email me your address so i can send you a real invitation. :)