Mom's back and life is normal....

I don't remember exactly what the Beastie Boys said about a daily routine, but I have one I like, and now that mom's home, we're back at it....thankfully! Sure, breakfast with dad was okay, but his spoon and fork skills need some series work.
Anyway, now that we're back to my daily routine, I first like to start out by emptying out the drawer that contains all my drinking and eating paraphernalia. Mom and dad have been resisting Mallory-Proofing the house, so right now they just scream at me when I touch cabinets that I'm not supposed to, but this one they allow me to play with all I like.

So, once I've taken something out of the drawer, I'm on to step two: dispersing them around the kitchen. I usually pick up an item or three and try to find a place that I can hide them.

However, today I got distracted. As i was passing by the backdoor, I noticed Tucker! Tucker is on of our cats. Tucker is a very special cat because he let's me beat the living hell out of him...and he actually loves it! So, unlike a certain Brown Dog, when Tucker sees me coming, he just sits there and waits for his beating...awesome! Since Tucker is kind to me and allows me to "play" with him, I've done him the honor of learning his name. FYI, although his named is spelled Tucker, its actually pronounced "Tukohh", kind of like I'm from Boston....but worse.

Anyway, after I waited unsuccessfully by the cat door for Tucker to enter the house, I finally made it over to my window sill for a much needed rest. For some reason, I like to sit here, rest, and take sips of water out of my Sponge Bob sippy cup. Don't really know what draws me to this place, but I do love a good sit, and this place has the best sit around.