Happy Thorsday, Howloween, Thankful Thursday and little friday! Do pop over to the girls’ blog and read their Taco Faerie fairy tale. It makes their mish-mash of costumes almost make sense – ALMOST. Evidently, Sissy only pays attention to Fudge‘s stories… and you’ll have to click over to figure out what THAT means, if the link between their costumes doesn’t puzzle you enough.
I have to thank Houndgirl for Gg’s costume. Oddly, once she gets it on, she actually likes it. Who would have thought?! She’s a cute little taco, and she had fun prancing around the yard in her costume. Thanks, Kari!
The DIVA wasn’t feeling the tiara. I guess she didn’t want anyone to mistake her for a faerie princess? And after I went to the trouble of matching her wings to her favorite crown! Such is the life of a costumer for doggy DIVAs!
I’m thankful for my sweet, indulgent dogs. We won’t dwell on Sissy’s new, bad habit of raiding the pantry when we aren’t home in the evening. She’s been showing off her “I can open the pantry!” skills for a while now, and we’ve scolded her… clearly to no avail. Friday night when I got home, I found a one pound bag of red hots in the doorway to our bedroom. We’re still finding red hots! Last night, we came home to find the box of saltines in the middle of the kitchen floor… with one sleeve missing. The Knight found it on the floor, on his side of the bed… with lots of cracker crumbs. Hem.
Anyway. How’s the cracker crumbling in your world?