Stuff 'n Junk

Yay! Dad’s receiver came back home last week! I got to help unpack it. I LOVE Styrofoam peanuts. Dad must have been happy that I was helping him because he kept saying “Oscar, Oscar, Oscar”. I plan on helping him rearrange the new entertainment center he bought. That should be fun.


 

Oliver went to the “Circus” to be neutered so the “Ladies” came early in the morning. I was NOT allowed to tell him what that all involved. Mom and I had been doing a little baby proofing before they came.
 

I have also been helping mom remove the wallpaper from the “Twinado’s” doll house.
Mom also kept saying “Oscar, Oscar, Oscar”, that means I’m helping right?

The Ladies loved playing guitar with Grandpa. The bongos were a hit also. I tried to teach Zoe how to kat fish with my ice fishing pole, but she just didn't get it. Can you tell them apart? See it can be kinda hard. Ava is in the pink! Hee hee, just kidding Ava is on the left and that's Zoe on the right.

Ma and dad asked me if I might be interested in taking the ‘53 Zollinger to a rally called “Cooler Near The Lake” in spring. Mom said that the rally is a Teardrop and Tiny Travel Trailer Rally. That would mean I am attending two rallies this year. The one in fall is the “Midwest Vintage Trailer Rally” in Montello, WI. We are taking dad’s ’61 Shasta there. We are thinking about it. Dad said that I would have to work on my “Camping Manners” during the first rally.

Later,
Oscar "The Flying Walenda"
(That's the new nickname dad gave me)

Happy New Year Everybody!

Today I am 5 months old. Last night dad said that I am old enough to make my own decisions. I decided that I was old enough to try a tasty beverage, or two. I think that might have been a mistake. I woke up with a headache to end all headaches today. I don’t remember a whole lot about the night, but mom sez that she has lots of embarrassing pictures.

Even though Sven (mom & dad‘s bartender) was watching me I decided to mix myself a Bloody Mary. It wasn’t bad, just not as good as my brother Josh’s. Sven kept clearing his throat. He knows that I am not allowed on the stove.

I do remember something about a lampshade, playing the bongo’s and singing loud and off key with Uncle Kurt. I am so embarrassed. I learned my lesson last night about mixing adult beverages. Dad said that I just have a lot of puppy in me yet.

Ma had me up early today making booze beans, she said something about ”Hair of the dog that bit me”. I don’t care. I just want to go back to bed. I have a headache and cotton mouth.

Later,
Oscar the Kat