Posts Tagged ‘Marcy & Matty’
Mar 1, 2010
Look at that guy. It’s a shame he’s such a turd.
Feb 22, 2010
Our cat, Mister Matty Marbles, has a very difficult life. When he’s not stretching out his massive body — he is, as feline experts would say, basically a Winnebago motor home with fur — on the couch, forcing me to sit on the floor, he sometimes must waddle five whole feet to the kitchen, where [...]
Feb 14, 2010
In celebration of Valentine’s Day.
Once upon a time there was a furry princess named Marcy Cuddles. She lived in an urban castle — known to modern day folk as a “townhouse with a lot of freakin’ floors” — in a sunny, silicone-filled land called Los Angeles.
Jan 20, 2010
This scene right here…? This happens several times a day, wherein Matty gets all up in Marcy’s bidness and tauntingly stares at her, until she has no choice but to pull a Three Stooges-type move: bat him on the right side of his head, then run like hell while he’s looking the other way.
Jan 7, 2010
On the heels of Skye’s triumphant introduction to the high chair, I found somebody else taking it for a spin this evening:
Dec 3, 2009
I had just finished feeding Miss Skye when Matty decided to join us for some post-dinner conversation. How he managed to balance all of his twenty-two pounds on the arm of that chair, I’ll never know.
Nov 23, 2009
This baggage would definitely exceed the airlines’ weight limits.
Nov 3, 2009
Our fluffy daughter Marcy, as you may recall, sank into a deep depression when we first brought Miss Skye home. No longer the primary tenant of my lap, she was devastated.
