Goodbye Itty Bitty

About a week ago a neighbor brought me a kitten. It was less than 2 weeks old and like a sucker, took it in. We took care of it (didn't even know the sex) and loved it. This morning I had a premonition to take it to the vet. I worked out of town today and driving home I had an increasing feeling of dread. I got home with the intention of taking a shower and then making the vet appointment when Itty was laying splayed out in his bed, unresponsive. I scooped him up and raced to the vet. Itty was near death, a virus had attacked his/her little body. Nothing could be done so I gave the vet permission to end the suffering. I made a little makeshift casket and wrapped him/her in washcloths (we always played 'papoose') and laid Itty in the garden under the pomegranate bush and muscadine vines.
Needless to say I'm a wreak. Please pray, send good thoughts, etc., to us so that this pain will subside.
Goodbye Itty Bitty, I loved you so much for the short time we had together.

Little Dogs are Evil

WE WILL FEAST UPON YOUR SOUL!!!  But can we have a treat first?

Took this in my den with my iPhone...I already knew they were demonically possessed behind their cute facade, this just confirms it.

Something for my bouncing baby gruesome!

Working on props and this one might be one of my favorites. More to come...

The OTHER Holiday...ALREADY?!

I remember the days when they used to put out Christmas stuff the day AFTER Thanksgiving...NOT BEFORE FREAKING FOURTH OF JULY!!!  I can also remember when movies were $1.50 to get in and a canned drink was a quarter, so that tells you that I'm fast becoming an old codger.  I took a deep breath and decided to brave the premature Christmas cheer.

Down the aisle shot of all the glass ornaments.

Nothing says Merry Christmas like a glass DVD remote ornament.  I  scratched my head at this.

How lovely, the true meaning of peace on earth and good will towards men  is  epitomized by  an iPod and 1000.00 bill ornament.  I'm getting teary eyed.

Had to blow this one up a bit...looks suspiciously like my Direct TV remote.  Save the money and tie a string to your remotes and hang them from the tree and you'll always know where they are.

This ranks right up there with the Christmas Pickle, and I do not understand the Christmas Pickle.  I understand this even less.  

You're kidding me, right?  Canned goods?  Where's Alan Funt, this has got to be a joke.   For those not old enough, Alan Funt hosted Candid Camera, possibly the best television show that has ever been.

(Deadpan stare) Fried eggs and sausages?  These ornament designers have jumped the shark.  Again, for those not old enough, 'jumping the shark' is a term that was coined from one of the latter episodes from the series Happy Days when Fonzie jumped a shark on water skis.  It signifies the total running out of ideas and going into the ridiculous.

Tampons...they made tampon ornaments, with applicators. (I think that these are cigars  though, instead of any feminine product, at least I hope!)

Yes, that says 113 degrees.  Hotter than sin but not half as fun.