Tuesday, December 16, 2014

All lit up-------


20141214_150550So it’s Christmas and mom loves lights.Lots of lights, and dad loves mom, soooooooooooo he puts up lights. Outside, inside and as you can see on the two of us.


Okay, okay okay, don’t worry, those are some special kind of lights, that don’t get hot. Mom would never let us play with them if we could get hurt. And believe me, she watch’s over us like a hawk. Now if only someone would explain to me what a hawk is and how it watch’s’

Anyway, I think lights are pretty cool too and this Christmas thing is a dream. One that keeps going on and on.

May all your dreams come true and your lights burn brightly,

Love, the bright and happy,


Tuesday, December 9, 2014

I think I might be in a little bit of trouble…..


20141209_104015so you all know that mom likes to craft. She actually has a room that is full of craft stuff. 

But we share that room with  her. We love to lay in there close to her, when she does her crafting stuff. Soooooooooo we kind of think that her stuff as our stuff.

That being said, she gets a little fussy about us messing with her crafting goodies.

Just remember, it was a mistake. One she may never have figured out if dad hadn’t tattled about my poop having sparkles and Styrofoam in it this morning.

20141209_104111It took her awhile to figure out what I ate, but she found this on the floor of her craft room this morning. And saw a little bit of the pink sparkle that I missed and she knew.

She is going between being worried about my possibly eating the wire, and mad that I ate anything at all. I’m just a growing boy and I can’t help  always being hungry.

So say a prayer, that mom won’t lock me out of her craft room, and that I didn’t eat anything that might hurt me. And think good thoughts for mom, she is such a worrier.

Love, a very sorry,


Saturday, December 6, 2014

They say I’m a pretty boy.


20141115_235640So I was wondering.---- Now that it is Christmas time, does that mean Santa is going to come to our house and leave something wonderful under our tree.

I hear that he only leaves toys for good little boys and girls, and I try really hard to be good, but I was hoping that being pretty helps. So dear Santa if you check in on our blog, please think about the cute things I’ve done all year. I’d love to be on your nice list, and I’d like to add Annie’s name also.

If any of you have any influence on the big guy in red, would you please put in a good word for us?


A nervous and waiting boy, Quigley

Thursday, November 27, 2014

What we are Thankful for------


20141127_085304Well of course, we are thankful for being adopted by mom and dad, and the fact that they let us sleep on couch’s and beds and anything that happens to be soft. That they take us to the farm and let us run like wild animal’s and play with Andy and kiss Camille.

That our family includes Aunt Maria and H and Aunt’s Sue Ann and Cookie and our softy uncle Eddie.

20141127_085804But lets face it, today is about food and WE LOVE food. Can you believe the size of this turkey? Just for the two of them, and do you think they will share with us? NOPE, not one bite.

20141127_090312And then there is our crazy dad. He makes mom laugh all the time. We aren’t sure just what he was doing here, but whatever it was, it made them happy.

One more thing we are thankful for, it’s all of you who come and visit when we have something to say. You are the best.

So a blessed and happy Thanksgiving. May your days be happy and your belly’s be full, and always remember,

we love you.

Annie and Quigley

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Look, there are only 4


20141122_075347-0legs that is……..

My mom is a wonderful woman, but sometimes she says the silliest things. I overheard her telling dad that at night, when she is trying to sleep, I grow lots of legs. Now I’m not sure just what she means by that, as you can see, I only have 4 legs, and adorable, strong ones they are.

It seems that even though she loves that I sleep on pillows above their heads, there are times that when I stretch out, I encroach on her space. (Like that space didn’t become mine, when we moved in) Anyway, she seems to think that my legs multiply by at least 4. I can’t help that my feet often end up in her eye or ear, and sometimes, (now this is a mistake) in her mouth if she should yawn.

So anyway, I’ve got proof now. 4 legs, 4 feet, that is all I have, and she’ll just have to deal.

Hope you can stretch out as much as you want, and that you always have someone you love on a pillow above your head.

Love, the misunderstood,


Tuesday, November 18, 2014

We finally figured it out……


20141115_235640As you know mom and dad go down into that black hole that they call a basement, a lot…….

Annie and I don’t trust it, so we NEVER go with them down there.  But I think we finally figured it out’

They grow trees down there. Once a year they head down and come up with one of these.

20141118_062801Oh it doesn’t look like this when they first bring it up, it’s kind of bare and in pieces.

But mom seems to be so proud of their work that she insists on dressing it up. We have to admit, it looks pretty when she is done, and Annie especially likes it. It give’s her one more thing to guard.

So if someone you love disappears into your black hole, keep hope maybe they will come up with one of these.

Here’s to bright lights and songs that you like to sing along to, and lots of smiling mom’s.

Love, from a getting decorated house,


Saturday, November 15, 2014

Mom’s been so busy



20141112_162731I tried talking to dad about it, but honestly, sometimes he just ignores me.

Mom loves doing craft stuff. Now I don’t know if you know what that is, but I’ll explain. It is when she go’s into the sunroom, and makes a major mess. Now we are NOT judging, but if we did that---wooooo, just saying.

So anyway, her craft fair is today. Lucky for her Aunt Maria took all the stuff to her house to sell, but she got commissioned to do something else, so the mess continues.

20141114_210657Quig, has a hard time,making sure she doesn’t overdo. It wore the poor little boy out. Here he is protecting dad’s Uggs, and making sure nothing bad happens to dad’s feet.

It’s Ugg weather here, cold and snow coming. With any luck, we will have some pictures to share soon.

Stay warm, and make a mess if it makes you happy. It sure does mom, and as we have always heard, when momma’s happy, everyone gets to be happy.

We love you,

Annie and the worn out Quig