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| Einstein, Einstein, I taught him how to meow! I heard his Mom tell Dad that's all he did, all night, last night. Great right! Only you could be a multi-generational nudge. Across species no less. Great right! *Sigh* |
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| We Thank those who have given and those who have given all! |
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| This is my Dad in 1943 on leave from a Destroyer in the Pacific. Dad, thanks so much for your service. Miss you and Mom and we will meet again when the time comes. |
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| We are joining our friends The Cat on My Head Sunday Selfies Blog Hop. You should too. Hurry now my whapping paw is fidgeting! |
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| I don't like doing our Selfie but since it was my Birthday this week I gave in to Dad's endless cajoling. And I got Ham! |
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Hello, is this on? *tap, tap* Today is a really special day as we decided to have a Triple Celebration. We combined Miss Fitz and Angel Buttons 9th Birthdays with our 9th Blogoversary!
Timmy its "Friday with Fitz" no matter what you call it. And our Birthdays were on the 20th!
Um, right, but we thought...
Thought? Thought? Hah. Thats a new one.
Dad made Ham
Why didn't you say so. Bring on the Party.
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Happy Birthday Miss Fitz & Angel Mr Buttons!
Why isn't Mr B with me in the middle?
Da clowdz gotta balancin
I like tickling Timmys ears with my cloud too
Thanks for visiting Buddy Buddy
Woodn't have missy it. By da by, Tobiez, ah now back ta bein like prime time fit so be reddy fur chasin.
Oh No. Please! I didn't mean to...
Har, Har, Har, just kiddin. Nice ta be visitin'
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| So Birthday Girl how about singing Happy Blogoversary for us all Today will be post number 1560 |
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| Ham, Ham, Ham, Ham Beautiful Ham! I want MY HAM! Ham, Ham, Ham. I WANT HAM! How was that Timmy |
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| We have a nice big Ham for you Dad cut that bad boy! Right off the bone Miss Fitz Thats what I'm meowing about *Nom, Nom, Nom* |
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| There are some nice sides for your Ham |
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| And if you like you can top with Shrimp For drinks please speak to our Angels |
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| Step up to the Family Bar and give me your order We are serving... Spirits MOL Buttons gonna serve an ah bein barkeepin Yessir |
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| We are late today with no excuse other than fur-get-itis |
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| Am I hiding my head in shame? Not even. When I nap on Dad I like to push my face into him just like when was a teeny tiny kitty. Stop by on Friday for a Special Surprise! |
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| Nothing like a nap in the window. |
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| Feeling the sun. Nothing to do. I wouldn't move for anything. |
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| What? Who? Bad, bad Birdie! Lemee at em! |
