Wensleydale Wednesday.
October 28, 2009
Magic Eye Edition! Find the cat in this picture.
Wensleydale, er, Thursday.
October 15, 2009
I’ve been holed up in bed with the worst fever I’ve had in five years. It’s really rare for me to get a fever for longer than a day, and I’m now going on night #3. For some reason, the fever is worse at night, though it’s been eating my brain plenty during the day as well. So, I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance through my feverish haze yesterday to give you your weekly dose of Wensleydale. She’s taken advantage of my lapse in judgement as an opportunity to climb into the sink. Well, not actually, this picture is from 2006. Though she has climbed on the dining room table several times, which is equally verboten, though not as hilarious.
Wensleydale Wednesday.
October 7, 2009
I don’t want to go on the blog this week, I’m feeling shy. You can’t see me! I’m hiding!
Wensleydale Wednesday.
September 30, 2009
It’s kind of a weird week – I can’t believe it’s Wednesday, but Wensleydale assures me that it is. She also assures me that my clothes will be “pressed” for me when I take them out of the dryer.
Wensleydale Wednesday.
September 23, 2009
This is Wensleydale’s opinion of the great discussion about art that we’re having. George Ross has joined in and we’re moving towards a discussion about modern art and what is “art” anyway? I’ll certainly jump in later, but for now, there is a fat animal literally ON MY ARM who is insisting that I blog about more important things, namely, her.
