Furry Favorites

I got a new cell phone in the mail today, so I'm clearing pictures off of my old phone. Here are a bunch of my favorites of pets past and present...

My hammie, R.B. "Arby" Hayes

HistoryDiva's guinea pig, Neville (her old picture ID)

Ralph and Booger watching me eat (picture ID for the parents)

Bum Ralph (picture ID for Dad's cell)

Booger, the contortionist dog (picture ID for Sarah)

Layla and her beloved squeaky ball (picture ID for Mary)

Garfield as a baby hammie

Friday Funny

Oh my gosh! It's Dad and Ralph!

Friday Funny

If you've met my parents' dog, you understand...

Friday Funny

Is this the doing of an Astronaut Ninja Flipper Baby?

Brain Swap?

What would happen if Ralph were to wake up from one of his innumerable naps with Layla's brain...

What the Dog Brought Home...

I had seen this forwarded around before, but had not blogged about it till now. Isn't the beagle cute? It looks just like Ralph! Oh, and the fawn is cute, too...

A fawn followed this beagle home -- right through the doggie door -- in the Bittinger, MD area. The owner came home to find the visitor had made himself right at home. This hit the 6 o'clock news big time!

Thank you for forwarding, LibraryDiva!

Happy Halloween!

Ralph would like to wish everyone a very happy Halloween and requests that you bring him any Skittles or jelly beans you may acquire. He has even come up with a few costumes with a little help from his *loving* family.

How's the reception for the DirectTV, Ralphie?

Who ordered the beagle martini?

I know it's almost cruel to make fun of my poor brother dog, but I even had Dad laughing at these pictures!

Beagles

What he'll look like in a dozen years or so...

Poor Ralph can't help it that he's turned into a lazy old geezer.

But we love him anyway.

Gwinnetian Sunset

Ralph wanted to know what Mom and I were doing outside...

My Babies

I got to spend some quality time with my "babies" this past weekend. Layla, my squeaky ball obsessed niece-puppy, was very entertaining with her new favorite toy: a giant squeaky crab with a hole in the middle that was just big enough for her head. The hole was also great for hanging the toy on your foot and pulling Layla up off of the ground while she tried to wrestle it away from you.

Booger, my other niece-puppy, was much more laid back. Once she had been greeted with pats and kisses, she turned herself into a giant dog-skin rug in random corners of my sisters' living room. I guess she was sad that her mama wasn't home.

I can't forget Ralph, even though technically he's not a "baby" (after all, he's at least 12 years old). He was happy when we got back to the parents' house because we had brought a pizza. And there is nothing Ralph likes more than a pizza box--except maybe a French fry in a Wendy's bag or licking Dad's dessert dish clean.