How much is that doggie in the window?

Our neighbor, it ends up, is a professional dog groomer...like he used to do it for dog shows. Now he travels around in a van and goes to people's houses and grooms their animals(it must be noted that we discovered this because he drove the pet-mobile grooming van up the driveway we share and parks it there every night!). He offered to do Froggy for us, especially because he looked like this:

An hour and about 5 pounds of hair later, Froggy looked like this:

Gawain wasn't especially thrilled, especially now that we could see his family jewels (Froggy's, not Gawain's) loud and clear......I personally think he looks AWESOME!

The Professor gives his approval!

Easter 2008

Ah Easter, finally the passage of the rite to finally wear spring things again, you know, white shoes and white pants, etc. Unfortunately for me, the weather was particularly horrendous this Easter, and I was forced to wear a big ugly rain jacket over my beautiful mostly white Easter outfit. Oh well, spring will get here eventually in Seattle, you know, by July the 4th or so!

Froggy posing with our Easter baskets and his tiny Easter egg that had a squeaky lobster and dog treats. Seriously, he's lickin' his chops already excited about it!

Gawain and I pose for our annual Easter shot, hopefully this is one of my last pregnant shots, considering I'm past due and set to be induced on Thursday.

Decorating Easter eggs, always a treat when using Star Wars egg decorating kits!

Also thought we would try out an Transformers egg decorating kit, clearly not as cool.

The completed Star Wars egg series for this year. See how it compares to last year's set!

Froggy's Christmas (As retold in late January)

Rif ru rere rondering, ri ram rictating rhough Rawain. Translation - "If you were wondering, I am dictating through Gawain." (Gawain speaking here, as you can see, there is a need for me to interject myself into Froggy's narrative and remove the 'R's from his speech. So, these are his words, just not exactly phonetically represented.)

My Christmas started off very horribly but ended up okay.

The first horrible thing that happened was that Mommy dressed me up with a bow and a bell.

It was the most unmanly I have ever felt in my life. I'm horrified that Mommy made me take a picture.

So, in retribution I decided to tear at Santa's jugular for awhile.

Unfortunately, Santa's skin was composed of some sort of fibrous material, so I had to settle for ripping an eye off.

One of my favorite toys that I got was from my Grandma on Vespers side. It was a tiger that growls. Here is a video that Mommy took of me playing with my Tiger. It was pretty fun.

Mostly I just listened to Christmas carols and ate my special Christmas treats and passed out at 6PM. Christmas is alright.