We Three

I know mom and dad are stressing a little about dad's new temporary (hopefully) work schedule, but I'm a happy camper because I get more time with all three of us together more than usual.  At night we pretty much always share the same space, but with dad being around more during the day I get more three of us time than I ever have.

Momsnuggles with the Cuddlebug (say that 3 times fast!)

Since I typically share more than enough photos of me and the old guy I figured I'd give mom some quality post space.  Here's a collection with me, mostly doing what I do best, and mom, the not-quite-old-yet half of my caregiving cohorts.  

Okay, here goes- the dadiot feels the need to address mom's stained shirts she always seems to be wearing:

For the record, (honestly I think it bothers dad more than mom) mom isn't a slob, doesn't drool or need a bib.  When she's hanging out at home she likes to be in her comfy, well-worn & oversized sweatshirts, spotted with paint and who knows what all else.  They're actually old stretched out shirts that dad used to wear.  He likes to give mom a hard time when she's working in the kitchen, warning her about her "sleeves of death" getting caught on something or catching on fire.  Not that you asked or noticed.  This was all dad.  He's been placed on an alternating schedule and is home more now, and I think this sudden unplanned time off from work is eating his brain.

Easily Distracted

Christmas Ball

 As you've seen before I have my regular favorite mat, where I most often do my playing and claw sharpening.  I have, however, also taken to our entrance mat.  Mom and dad usually get me going with my toys on my regular mat, but on this occasion I was relaxing and lounging on the other one.  Until, that is, dad tossed me my new Christmas ball.

I hope y'all are staying safe and keeping an eye on the ever-changing news and updates.

St. Patrick's Day

In no way making light of all the fear, lunacy, failed leadership, confusion, doubt, lying and frightfully real uncertainty, here's to a Happy St. Patrick's Day, y'all.

The La-Z-Boy Collection

Nope, not a furniture ad.  Simply one of my favorite places, especially if a warm body comes with it.

And not to leave mom out I'll finish with...

And Outside Sunsoaker

Except maybe some outdoor sunpuddle bathtime.

I was minding my own business, tending to my bathing needs when mom tapped on the glass of the sliders, breaking my attention.  And of course, dad's right there with his phone in my face, crude remarks- something about Jabba the Hutt- spilling from his piehole. Today is supposed to be a gray, rainy day, so it's a good time to post these photos.

Inside Sunsoaker

I'm telling you, there's nothing better than some good old indoor sunpuddle lovin'.