How will the GW crowd make this The West’s fault?

Putin Shaves his Chest

It’s fun to stay at the… 

Getting the Belly

Mrs. Pinetar is afraid of McGonnigle, the cat. Not really afraid but she thinks he doesn’t like her and is wary of him. He has nipped at her hand in the past, apparently.

 

Today, I showed her that when he is nice and sleepy, he will be good and he purred for her and he even rolled over and “gave the belly”, or, felt comfortable enough to roll on his back for belly scratches.

 

She said, “yea, he gave the belly for YOU! He wouldn’t do that for me”

 

I said, “…you have to do it right. You have to approach slowly and let him smell your hand for a while, because that’s how he identifies you and assesses threat level. Then, you start with safe scratchies that he likes and keep doing that until he trusts you more and more and then slowly work the scratchies under him and he’ll just flip over and stretch and give you the belly.”

 

She said, “yea, sure, that works for you…”

 

–fog

Huge Dinosaur Find in New Jersey

Mrs. Pinetar gets mad at me when I don’t eat right. And I am trying. But she leaves the house before me typically and what happens in the kitchen after that, stays in the kitchen.

That’s why I was surprised one day when she KNEW that I had eaten critter crunch cake sprinkles with my coffee for breakfast (I didn’t have time for anything else and we didn’t have a lot of options).

To which she led me to the coffee pot where we saw this: