Portrait of an Exhausted Little Tubesteak

Feeling Uncute, May Delete Later

Here's a previously unpublished photo of Twig playing tug of war with me to describe my current mood. Hint: I'm the chew toy.

From the Weekend

Another Saturday of hanging with Mom and playing tug of war with Twig and his latest chew toy.

 

Twig the Killer

A chew toy monkey in Twig's hands for about twenty minutes. A crime scene. An unrepentant mauler.

Lookout!

Might see Mom and Twig tomorrow. He might already be looking for me.

Twig and Mom

Took Mom out for her birthday on Saturday. Saw her and Twig in the backyard having a rare moment of calm. Felt bad that I spoiled it with my arrival.

Twig Day

Mom has a lint brush on a broom handle for Twig's hair. On Sunday, I helped clean Twig, and Twig tried to return the favor. 

From Sunday

Twig asleep at his post. 

Stormwatch

Mom sent a pic of Twig waiting for the first snowflake to fall.

Threat Level Yellow!

My Mom sent me this Twig photo with the caption "Cat watch." I asked her what cat was out there in the snow for him to watch. She said she just told him there was a cat and he rose to the task.

I Agree

Mom sent me a picture of bundled Twig with the phrase "Toooooo cold!!!!!!"

Twig on his Throne

"I have existed from the morning of the world and I shall exist until the last star falls from the night. Although I have taken the form of Gaius Caligula, I am all men as I am no man and therefore I am a God."

Ready for His Closeup

Twig's Time Magazine cover photo shoot. 

Normal Weekend Stuff

Another Sunday morning rolling with Mom and wing man Twig.

Summer Flashback

Before we say bye to Summer, a look back at 2023. One of Twig's earliest excursions into his private Jacuzzi. 

Twig and Mom Riding Along

Mom asked me to take a picture while Twig was up front in the car, occasionally leaning his head on her. 

It's Friday

Let's post another photo of Twig from last weekend.

 

Life Is Too Weird

If a political cartoonist drew a picture of Lady Liberty's head as a chew toy in the possession of a bulldog known for destroying many weaker toys, the editor would reject it for being too ridiculous a visual metaphor.

Summer Saturday Twig

Seeing Twig on Mom's porch, I started hearing "Dueling Banjos." 

Bunny Protection

Forgot to post this last week. My Mom found that a rabbit gave birth to bunnies in the middle of the back yard. The back yard where here dog Twig runs around chasing balls, barking at other dogs and praying for the chance to kill rabbits beyond his fenced in area. Mom has provided the baby bunnies with a chair for shelter from the sun and a wire circle to keep Twig out. Twig, as of this writing, hasn't noticed the newborns. Apparently, the momma rabbit is able to get in and out to feed the bunnies. This requires an update.