Chompy Dolittle

While Mommy was getting a few errands finished today–Chompy and I strolled down to the pet store–where she B-lines it straight to…the kittens. She loves them and this little guy loved her right back–through the glass.

I told her this little puppy was called a “Pug,” and she said, “I can like a Pud.”

She was a bit braver than I am about all the aquarium critters–that creep me out. She stuck her face right up there by a 90 foot Salamander. Blaugh…

Turtles are better…but still…I’m going to hang back here a bit.

Now we’re talking. Chompy and I love birds and this little blue lady was amazing. I always have this overwhelming urge to open all the cages and shout, “Fly…fly!”

But so far…I’m not brave enough…

to spend the night in jail.

These four baby love birds were so adorable all huddled together and timid.

This seems to be where we came in—doesn’t it? Chompy and her kittens. She said we need to come back tomorrow or the kitty would miss her and cry.

Of that…I have no doubt.

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Photo Session

It’s a tricky thing–

taking pictures…

of a up and coming photographer.

I mean, seriously, the last thing you want to do…

is break her concentration, or interrupt her creative expression, or

worse yet…

make her give your camera back.

Heh, heh. Go Chompy.

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Little Dash

So I had this little Lyndi girl who liked to dart off in the opposite direction—whenever I called her–to the end of the block, if I wasn’t quick enough.

Perhaps you’ll be horrified to see my solution. That’s right–I had a kid leash for her. Not so much for everyday, of course, but this was all I could think of when we took a trip to Disneyland. I had nightmares of her taking off into a Time Square size crowd and never seeing her again. So, we simply attached her to the stroller that the baby sister was in, thinking that would at least slow her down a bit.

One particularly assertive lady saw our set up and said, “Wow. Are you afraid of something?” and I just smiled and said, “Well, not now.”  Hmph.

It was weird, but it worked and we still have our little Lyndi–to this very day.

Oh, and you’ll be happy to know that she’s been leash free for over 20 years…and counting.

Now…if we could only find that thing again…

for Miss Chompy.

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Our Rapunzel

Ah, the lovely maiden calls down from her high tower…

to the peasants below.

Oh, will no one rescue poor Rapunzel?

Fine then. This girl can find her own way out. Take that, Flynn Ryder.

“Best. Day. Ever!”