Splendor in the grass

The 'rents are letting me spend a lot of time outdoors these days (in the shade, naturally). I love sitting in the grass, and sampling it, too. Oddly enough, Mommy and Daddy are not nearly so enthusiastic about my al fresco dining habits. Mommy shrieks, "She's grazing again!" and one of them yanks those yummy blades right out of my maw without so much as an excuse me or by-your-leave. What's up with that? Daddy scolds, "You are not a cow, young lady!" I don't know what a cow is, but if it gets to eat grass all day, that's the life for me.

A new game!

I have a wonderful new game I love to play! I call it... Pick me up. Put me down. It goes like this: I crawl over to Mommy or Daddy, grab their legs, pull myself up to a standing position, gaze adoringly into their eyes, paste an insufferably cute smile on my face, and grunt urgently -- giving every indication I need to be picked up this instant.

Of course, they comply immediately. After a few seconds in their arms, I do an immediate about-face -- whining, writhing and kvetching to be restored to the floor right now. Of course, they're totally confused -- but they do comply. Two or three minutes later, we repeat the whole thing.

I heartily recommend Pick me up. Put me down. It's an awesome game! I could play it for hours on end!

Take my new poll!

The 'rents think I may be trying to talk. They're wondering what my first, clearly spoken word will be. What do you think?

I'm going to college!

...or cosmetology school, or culinary school, or auto mechanics school, or who knows what I'll be interested in 17 years from now. At any rate, the 'rents have finally got around to setting up a New York 529 College Savings Program so they can pay for my education and not have to eat cat food in retirement. They are making contributions via payroll deduction, but if anyone else wants to help out -- or set up their own 529 plan -- they can contact Mommy or Daddy for details. I feel smarter already!

More pics from Grammy and Papa's

I spent Thursday night and most of Friday hangin' with the grand 'rents, while Mommy and Daddy snapped dozens of photos. Here are the best:

On Saturday, Grammy held a luncheon in my honor at The Tiburon Restaurant in Westport, Connecticut. Aunt Cathy, Uncle Steve and Uncle Victor came all the way from Albany, and lots of my cousins were there, too. I was the belle of the ball!

Visit with Grammy and Papa

I'm visiting New Rochelle, NY this weekend. Mommy and Daddy and I are staying in a Residence Inn by Marriott, and I have a room all to myself! But what I really enjoy most is visiting with the grand 'rents.

I can always count on Papa Bern to lend an ear.


Here I am sampling Grammy Bern's finger.

I'll post more pics tomorrow! Oh and by the way... the results of my poll show the masses overwhelmingly support my left toe in my quest for the next best thing to stuff in my mouth. Thanks for voting!

Take my poll!

So many amusing objects... so little mouth capacity! What shall I stuff into my gaping maw next? Take my new poll (at left) and help me decide!

Porch pics - Then and Now

Mommy and Daddy love to hang out on their front porch -- which means I spend a lot of time out there, too (weather permitting, of course). Check out these pics -- the first was taken last July, when I was less than a week old. The second was taken just recently. I've obviously put on some weight, but Mommy's lost a few pounds... 27 to be exact.

The weather has been alternately freezing and balmy lately... in other words, typical for May in Syracuse. Mommy and Daddy bundled me up for a walk Saturday morning, then put sunscreen on me in the afternoon. Go figure!

I've decided my new favorite toy is the grey, rubber bulb syringe Daddy occasionally uses to suction my nose. Yeah, all the electronic stuff is okay, but this thing rocks. I can squeeze it, and chew on it, and examine it for hours. Fascinating!

Daddy just ordered a whole bunch of new things for the house, including cabinet locks, a toilet lock, stove guard and two more gates. He and Mommy sure are in a hurry to redecorate. What's up with that? Oh, gotta run -- I see something across the room that requires my immediate attention. 'Later!