Attention, those of you in the Phoenix/ Scottsdale, AZ area residents, two cats who were abandoned by their owners desperately need a safe home, whether it be a temporary foster, or a loving forever home.
Please help if you can – and please spread the word!
What? You think you’re too good to get a holiday postcard from me, is that what you think, huh huh huh? This is the thing I do every year to get in the holiday spirit, and it is so NOT a bother! Get yer postcard here! (And yes, of course I’m happy to send cards to other countries!) Send your name and mailing address to hollydays@gmail.com .
I’ll take names and addresses until December 20th.
If you’d like to send me a card as well (never ever required, but always appreciated – I don’t keep track of who does and doesn’t send a card, I promise!), send it to: Robyn Anderson, PO Box 461, Athens, AL 35612 USA.
Enter to win a copy of this adorable book, here! You can enter ’til 3 pm Sunday. I’ve got two copies to give away, so your chances are good! Again, go here to enter.
If there’s one thing Chuckles does and does well, it’s make himself at home.
To Chuckles’ eyes, that is NOT Elwood. That’s a big heated bed for Chuckles!
As long as you’re comfy, Chuckles. I guess Elwood doesn’t mind – I suppose it helps that you’re such a light little thing.
I’m surprised you’re not perched on top of his head.
Keepin’ warm and watching the birds out the window. What better life for a kitten, am I right?
Such a smug little brat.
Newt says “Pardon me, kind lady. Please let me in. It’s collllld out here. I’m going to die of hypothermia!” (And then I go open the door and he looks in and says “Oh. Nevermind.” and walks away. Oh, that drives me NUTS, but I fall for it every time!)
Then he stands outside for a while and watches the birds and squirrels, and eventually he comes back to the door and allows me to let him inside. (Maybe.)
Then he goes directly to his bed on the table and zonks for like 15 hours, eats a little, and asks to go back outside.
Rough life, Newtles.
I haven’t been able to get a video of Newt walking through the door, but when he does, he looks around in this certain way that reminds me SO MUCH of something from an episode of Friends. I finally happened to see that exact episode, and so I captured it for y’all.
When Chandler walks in the door and looks around? Newt TOTALLY does that. It cracks me up every time.
(That’s from the episode in Season 2 entitled “The One Where Old Yeller Dies”, which you can actually see online here. Friends is my favorite show EVER. I set up the DVR to tape every episode that comes on, and finally had to stop taping when I had 130 episodes for fear that it would fill up the DVR and we’d miss taping Sons of Anarchy or The Walking Dead.)
Previously
2010: I could probably pull off a credible “Bless her heart” if I needed to.
2009: Guess who played Santa at Petsmart on Saturday?
2008: No entry.
2007: That’s approximately 100 pounds of litter every two weeks.
2006: “I LOOK LIKE SID VICIOUS!” I said.
2005: I AM SO HAPPY, YES I AM.
2004: (I never claimed not to be a dumbass)
2003: I would be ever so grateful if you would restrain yourself.
2002: No entry.
2001: I knew y’all were a hip and happenin’ bunch of readers!
2000: Stuff I’ve bought.
1999: And it tasted excellent, of course, which made the eggfart stenchiness more than worth it.