drawings

*An assorted and ill-disciplined group of ne’er do wells.

Clockwise from top left: Joey, Booker, Tiger, Eugene, Melba, Vince, Gabby and me Buddy Mueller.

Buddy is bored today
more bored than yesterday
snow out, can’t go and play
this ain’t no holiday
this poem stinks perhaps
oh well, I am a cat

Buddy Mueller takes pencil in hand.
This is my drawing of Anne.
I can’t draw fingers so I leave them out.
Not bad, eh?

And now for the answer to yesterdays  quiz…

I was holding in my hand a …. giant meatball.

it’s blogging time again.
I’ve  been busy doing nothing that’s why you haven’t heard from me.
Anne says nobody is reading this blog, so what difference does it make.
I say, ‘so what, I’m doing it anyway’.

a little quiz…

guess what I’m holding ?

a) a snowball ?

b) a meatball ?

c) an artisan  cheese ?

I’ll have your answer tomorrow.

notice how I’m cleverly luring you in.

Sofie from behind.

Behind Sofie.

Sofie’s behind.

After dinner.
The table has been cleared.
Sofie has just finished licking the rug.
I can’t remember if I’ve eaten yet.
Oh yes, it was the Friskie’s Chinese-style.
It’s no good for you and you can’t stop eating it.