Ugh. I just did a Comparative Market Analysis on my own home. Depressing.

(On the bright side, we're hoping it helps us get our property taxes reduced!)

Lobster Ravioli for lunch that someone else paid for: yummy!

What no bacon? Cheap bastards.

Oooh snap! Now I want bacon.

Can't say I've ever cooked it naked, but I have cooked bacon without a shirt on. As someone who enjoys a bit of pain I found it a pleasant experience.

Ooo, what degree burn is that?

Ah, so, a gift of those candles whose wax doesn't burn skin would be wasted on you, dear? ;)

This is my Tigger. We got him when I was 8 from our vet. Someone hit him, took him to the vet and never came back. Our vet fixed him up and kept him as their office cat. I befriended him after spending many days at the vet while my mom and the vet took care of my parents other cat (named Mench) who had feline leukemia. A few weeks after Mench went to kitty heaven I begged my parents for another kitty and we brought Tigger home. Tigger was skittish and not to fond of 8 y/o kids. He loved my mom and followed her around the house. He would sit and stare at my mom's spot on the couch until she sat down and he could sit on her lap. When she would go to Canada he would wander around lost, looking for her. Today Tigger went to the big mousefest in the sky. My mom goes to Canada on Wednesday. I think he knew and wanted my mom to be there with him.

Big hugs from the Wolfpack....Tigger will be missed I'm sure.

<HUGS> :(

The rats like icecubes too. But, man, is it ever cold when they are eating them on my lap.