Going on two years!

Probably not a record for craptastic blog upkeep, but maybe close.  Just took some absolutely absurd pics of Chris and the doods, and ran across some equally silly ones of me.  The only way Chris won't send me a cease and desist for this post is if I keep it balanced by incriminating both of us.  The crime?  Excessive indulgence of lazy, snuggly animals. 

In my defense, Delilah settles down in my lap, on my hip, next to my head, etc, almost as soon as I stop moving.  It's not like I'd been there for a long time.  Really.

And...uh, basically the same story, minus Delilah.

Buster getting into position on the couch... 

Before:

During:

After:

This next set was taken the same day as the absurdity on the couch.  It's like this every single day.  We move from one pile of ridiculousness to another.  In Chris' defense, it's really cold, an I'm being a brat about the heat.  I mean, why run the furnace when you've got all that doodle?  (Did you see me walk right by the furnace/furry pun?  Walked right on by.)

 

 

Yes, Buster's tongue is poking out between his teeth while he's upside down and stretched out. 

Thus ends my little break from grading/writing/dissertating to share some cold Sunday afternoon silliness.