One sparkly clean,,,, cat

Things have really picked up round here, and that’s good. And the weather has returned to being ‘tropical’ which helps.

Yesterday we had to give FuzzNutts a flea bath. We can’t seem to get any of the drugs to work on him so he gets combed and an occasional hose-down.

Things were going as smooth as they could. We got him in the kitchen sink, he’s all soaped up looking good and as we begin to pour water to rinse his ass off, he somewhat freaks! He reaches up and grabs the toaster and pulls it off the ledge!
It was very close to dropping into the sink full of water and cat!
I don’t know what would have happened but I doubt it would have been good.
What did we learn from this?
Wash the cat in the ocean.
And just what does that photo have to do with all this?
Nothing.
I just thought you might like it.


A couple neighbors went on a hunting trip (wink wink) to Guatamala. They are back now and I saw one of them yesterday. He says he has ‘trophy’ photos.
You don’t have to read between the lines to figure this one out. And if you know who I’m talking about it’s even easier.
Doubt these ‘photos’ will make the blog tho.

But this photo did land in my inbox recently.
Seems as I fuck off around here, people everywhere are getting their pole bikes up and running.
I think I mentioned my set back was not so much the bike and the mechanics of the whole deal, but the pole dancer.
Which makes sense as it wouldn't take much to hammer a bike with a trailer together. But getting a hottie to wiggle around on it is proving to be a challenge.
It’s still on the ‘to-do’ list.



















Remember my prototype?