Love Is In The Air

With another Valentine's Day behind her, sadness settles in on Louise.

Because for Louise, it is always all about love.

Now Clifford is another story. For him Valentine's Day is....

just another opportunity to roll on the table.

While this scene may look perfectly natural, Louise napping on the sofa,

the bigger picture was far more shocking .....

Is that Louise napping with Ralphie? It can't possibly be, Louise hates Ralphie and Louise does not cuddle with anyone!

Hold on to your bootstraps, it gets even more disturbing .....

Unbelievable!

Who`s That Girl?

Is that a wild, savage beast?

Or is that Louise, trying to beat the heat?

True Patriots

HAPPY CANADA DAY

FROM FRANKLIN, CLIFFORD, RALPHIE AND LOUISE

Back In Good Heath

Franklin and Louise both suffered with a nasty virus, lasting for a couple weeks
...... and let's just say, when Louise suffers, we all suffer.

But as you can see, both are back in good health, outside and tormenting nature.

Before and After

Louise, once a wild, little stray, is no longer the same girl that showed up on our doorstep five years ago ..... in oh so many ways.

She has lost some (but not much) of her feisty personality ..... drawing blood is not always required anymore. Her back end, however, is well, somewhat wider then before. Let's just say Louise has not missed a meal since moving in, nor has she missed an opportunity to steal everyone else's food either.

A Response From Louise

Smell this .... Benny!

Who's That Girl?

Why, it's Louise, the ship whore.

Hey Louise, it's me Ralphie. I got you good .... the ship whore! Make pig sounds at that Louise.

I'm going to hide now before she finds me.

Before He Came .... By Louise

Before the black and white anti-Christ moved in ......

Before he came, I had my own spot on the bed at night. Now I sleep downstairs, alone on the couch.

Before he came, I got to finish all of the leftovers after each meal. Now he finishes all of the leftovers after each meal.

Before he came, I went inside when the weather was bad. Now I stay outside as long as possible, just to avoid him.

Before he came, it was me that tricked Clifford out of the scraps Grampie dropped on the floor. Now he tricks Clifford out of the scraps that Grampie drops on the floor.

Before he came, I didn't have to make pig sounds. Now I have to make pig sounds all of the time.

Before he came, I could breathe the air in the house. Now I have to smell the weapons of mass destruction that he leaves in the litter box.

Before he came, and most sad of all, I was Auntie Karen's favourite. Now he is.

Before he came, I was happy Louise. Now I'm sad Louise.

An Appeal From Louise

Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.

What I Love ... By Louise

The world is a beautiful, wondrous place, especially during the summer when I get to be outside most of the day. There are so many things I love to do and see.

Nothing says summer like the sweet taste of soft cardinal flesh between my teeth. So many cardinals, so little time.

Another special summer memory was when Grampie reached out to give me a rub, unsuspecting as I extended my nails and made that fool bleed. Blood was pouring out of him, staining the concrete for days. Still makes me chuckle.

Sometimes when I am bored and looking to entertain myself, I wait for homeless Karl to come along, expecting to eat the food that was just put out for him. When Karl gets a few feet from his bowl, I put the run on him. Like I'm not going to guess that he is going to come around another way and try again .... dah! I put the run on him again. Then, and this is the best part, I saunter over to his bowl and eat his food ..... even though I just ate. I do this day after day, it never gets old.

In the evening, just before bed, when I am tired but still needing some entertainment, nothing beats hissing and making pig sounds. Boy does this annoy my brothers, that is all except Ralphie. I sure do hate that guy.

I must not forget to tell you about a tried and true classic, tinkling on the neighbor's property. I bet that irks them, especially when I don't even cover up my business. I squat, raise my head in cocky defiance and let the river run.

Good times, but while these are some of my most favourite things, I would give them all up for one thing .... gravy. Why you ask. Well, simply put, gravy is a girl's best friend.