Sunday, April 3, 2011

Puff Daddy Moonshine

Water from a bowl. Water from the faucet. Nothing like water from this can. Puff Daddy Moonshine.


Cats. Never had one until LuAnn and I got married. One day she said if anyone at work has kittens she would like to have one. And so it began with Boo Radley & Scout. The latest is Sammy. In between....well we won't go there yet as the total number is a closely guarded secret. Is there some bright, flashing neon arrow over our house or a rotating beacon of light that only cats can see that point the way to sanctuary?

When we see all of our kids show up together at the front door, and it is not Thanksgiving or Christmas, we will know that the intervention is coming. But really, no need for that. We have it under control. LuAnn, we have it under control don't we? Puff Daddy, get off the keyboard I'm writing! Go drink some Puff Daddy Moonshine.

2 comments:

Jana said...

It's like being a kid in summertime... water from the garden hose just tastes better.

Brett and Ruth Ellen Tubbs said...

Sammy?! Who's Sammy?