Fried Egg and The Girls

It's Sunday morning & I'm enjoying a Fried Egg Sangie with the Girls. Those would be Maddy Jean & Bella. They sit by my chair & look up at me with those brown eyes. Asking oh so politely ... please ... can we have the crusts of your toast. And, the answer is always ... Yes you can. My girls share everything with me ... well not their dog food but I share everything I eat with them. They are my diet helpers .. a bit for them ... a bit for me. All three of us have a bit too much on our hips but imagine what I'd look like if I didn't give The Girls just a bit each time. Too Scary !!!

Al, my big black cat, is snoozing on the couch. When I say big .. I mean BIG. He's a softy ... really ... he's soft as can be. A gentle giant. Riley is on his bird tv post ... waiting ... for that purrfect moment ... when the birds arrive ... and I hear ... MEW ... he's still a baby cat & life is so exciting to him ... and me ... cause I find myself watching birdie tv too. Sometimes even when he's not around. I'll call to him ... Riley come here ... I'm really a cat in an old lady costume. Pretty darn good costume ... of the old lady ...

Big Al

Baby Riley

It snowed this morning. Yes, I know it's almost April but we've had the weirdest weather this year. Just a dusting ... about an inch ... but still ... it's Spring isn't it ? I'd post a pic of the snow but that would mean going outside ... which would require me to step over the dogs ... who are wondering why I'm not feeding them their beloved edges of the toast ... so, I must go now ... duties call ... or a fried Egg on a Sunday morning with the girls .. calls ...