Thursday, February 23, 2006

Butters at 8:00 this morning. Nocturnal, my a**. Posted by Picasa
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6 comments:

Anonymous said...

OMG...you're alive at eight a.m. ???? Maybe I will finish my book..I've just realized the improbable happens.

9:40 AM
S.M. Elliott said...

Normally I'd say *THPPPPT!!*, but in this case I'll say, "Yes! The improbable does happen! FINISH the BOOK!!"
:D

10:17 AM
redjane Stephanie Belding said...

Ha! 8 am- you're amateurs! I've had so many cats sit on my head at 4:30 am getting me up. I thought perhaps if we bought them all groovy watches we'd rectify the problem...or switch the clocks so they'd get confused and sleep in, whadda ya think? :)

12:27 PM
S.M. Elliott said...

What is it with cats and 4:30 AM?! I had a cat that did one of two things at that time: Bite my toes as hard as he could, or lay on my hair until I tried to move my head.

4:59 PM
tshsmom said...

As you know, I've spent more sleepless nights with puppies than I EVER did with you 2 kids. Boo and Hairry were ready to rip at 3 a.m.

5:53 PM
S.M. Elliott said...

Thank God Hairry doesn't sit on your head! ;P

6:49 PM

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