Happy New Year!

Mom and Dad are gearing up for their New Year's Eve party. They are having a Roaring 20s party and turning the house into a Speakeasy. It will be lots of fun for them. We will be ushering in the new year in Mom and Dad's bathroom, safely away from the people and Aunt Tiff's fireworks. Everyone have a safe and happy start to the new year.

Happy Secret Paws!

We received an amazing Secret Paws package all the way from France from The Poupounette Gang. They sent us some great stuff, including two packages of Catisfaction treats and some great cat toys. We also received from chocolates for Mom and Dad.


Here we all are checking out all the prizes.


Josie really enjoyed the Catisfaction treats (French Temptations).


See -- Catisfactions...


I was reading the card, but got distracted by the box.


Here is a closeup of the front of the card.


And here's the inside.


Thanks Poupounette Gang for the incredible Secret Paws gifts! And Merry Christmas to everyone. It was a great day.

Secret Paws is here!

Our Secret Paws package arrived today. Unfortunately both Mom and Dad are sick so we're going to wait to open it. Their illness has also delayed us sending our's out ... Sorry.

Ready for dinner.

Ready for dinner.
Originally uploaded by jenianddean

Tree inspector

Maggie is in charge of inspecting the Christmas tree.


So far, so good...

Josie snoopervising

Josie is a big big helper this time of year. I'm not sure why the picture became "unavailable" on the previous post, maybe because the Flickr app rotated the picture and we had to rotate it back, but here she is again.



Of course, she's not the only helper. Mom has a bunch of pictures of Maggie all in the tree, and an exciting video of her jumping out of the tree. Of course we have to test the tree each year to make sure it's OK. Additional lights and ornaments go up tonight, and you can expect a similar theme of pictures.

Big big helper

Big big helper
Originally uploaded by jenianddean

THoE and milk

This remains the eternal question: Why is it that Thundering Herd of Elephants is best played in the middle of the night. We were playing so hard last night that Dad heard us at 1:34 am. He couldn't see which of us was playing but we rumbled up the stairs, into the bedroom, made a U-turn, and back down the hall, and possibly back down the stairs. As a plus, there was no hissing, so it was just us having a big fun time.


Last weekend, Josie was very interested in Dad's glass of milk, so Dad was nice enough to give her the remnants of what was left. We don't get a lot of milk, but we do enjoy a little sip every now and then.