If everybody on earth were as naturally happy as our own Robbie G the world would be a better place....plus, beer sales would go through the roof!!

The fruit of fkia's loin, Cassandra leigh. She came over to have dinner with Dad...giant Nova Scotian sea scallops in a yummy pigknuckle sauce. Breath mints all around!!

Damn e-bay!!

Spike got a teddy bear for his birthday and he really likes it. I thought this was so cute...sleeping in the sunbeam with his bear. If the ice marshall Tadpole is reading...Spike Jr. weighs in at a bruising 24 pounds, is getting kind of cocky and keeps saying " where is that northern sissy who is named after me ". This is the down side of high quality food and tons of exercise.

Spike's birthday bash with the family. Camera on tri-pod...no flash...no decorum.

Speaking of the rodent hunter, today is his one year birthday and I'm having a party for him tonight. It may seem a tad indulgent of the little bugger, but it's a good excuse for a bunch of his favorite humans to get together and have some fun!!
Stuff is buried all over my back yard. There is a warren under this building and Spike likes to pick off the baby rabbits as they poke their stupid little heads out!!

This is my industrial strength, dua-deca-hedronized, post new-age Christmas tree/front lawn ornament/light show....lying forlornly on it's back...fighting the good fight...and losing...badly.