Negligent blogger

I have been a bad blogger. I had no idea that almost two weeks had gone by since my last post. Mom and Dad traveled to Cincinnati over Memorial Day weekend which threw off my routine a little bit. I try to blog at least once a week. I've been even worse about visiting, and I apologize for that. You are all so nice about still coming and commenting and I owe visits and comments as well.

This past weekend was an adventure. Mom and Dad were babysitting their friends' two 15-month-old twins so their friends could go to Savannah for their anniversary. There's a boy and a girl (Elliott and Eliza), and they are very sweet. Or so I'm told. I stay upstairs away from them. So does Maggie. Sometimes Huggy Bear will venture through the room they are in, looking for treats and fallen food. He managed some chicken lunch meat, so I guess it was worth the risk. And then there's Josie, who for some odd reason decided to hang out with these two. She would sit in the room, even getting near them. At one point, she even let Elliott "pet" her. (He needs to work on his petting technique.) She was very brave, and I'm mixed between being proud of her and being concerned about her judgement.


Here's Josie hanging out on the DJ cat scratcher. This turned out to be the babies' favorite toy. We ignore it more than we play with it, so at least someone is enjoying it. But Josie decided to sit on it for a little bit, just to make sure they knew who it belonged to.

Blogblast for Peace, and invaders

Today is the Dona Nobis Pacem Blogblast for Peace. We usually make a peace globe to mark this event, and even though we didn't make a graphic, we are still blogging for peace today, and every day. I firmly believe that there will be a day that political callers will stop Dad's parents can turn the ringer back on their phone (they live in Ohio), that cats and dogs can co-exist (when the dogs learn that we're the boss), and, seriously, that peace is possible.

I would have had a graphic, but we've been invaded. Mom and Dad are giving a friend some much needed sanity time by keeping her twins for the weekend.


This is Elliott on the bed, trying to figure out how to get to Huggy Bear while Maggie watches from a safe distance. I've kept my distance, sniffing them from the landing as Dad up the stairs. Josie has been the bravest, actually allowing a little petting, sitting next to Dad while he gives the boy a bottle, and snoopervising in general. She's always the first to meet new people anyway. They go home this afternoon, and things will return to a more normal routine. In the meantime, we are milking this for extra treats.

And that is how we find peace in our home today...