Sleep With Pants

Mama come home late tonight.

Pants smell like Buddy.
No doubt about it.
I double "checked".

I sleep with em.

Luke might settle down after big celebration in "birfday bed"...

But I settle into BIG BED!!!

Luke's Birthday... My Day, Too!

Love Luke!
Who doesn't...???!
Or I'm scared not to?... I forget which!
But his birthday is good and fun and meaningful for many reasons:

One: Aunt Madison!
Have to watch the "Mom" word,
but hard to call her "Aunt Madison"!

Two: Uncle Craig rubs head like he understands
I way more like fisherman than fish...

Three: Dadd... "Uncle Tom" dotes on me because I am biggest hustler
(with all due respect to Buddy)
and because I am the dryest (thanks, Mom!).

Four: Might seem otherwise beyond,
but most important action is with Aunt Karen!
Her head rub says to me... "I understand you, Bleu!"!

Five: It's Luke's Birthday, and I don't want to take that away from him...
but just because he's a blog celebrity,
he don't corner the market on loving from Aunt Lisa!

Six: Front seat suits me in all matters except car rides and Buddy,
in which case, I respectfully take back seat!

But Seven: I just love it when I've got the full attention of the
(let me try to phrase this just right)
"Uncle Tom and Aunt Madison"!

{{{"Rare occasion, I'm alone for a few seconds... not to worry!
I spy with my loving eye... }}}

Eight, bestest and mostest: Maaaahmmm..., errrrr "Aunt Madison"!

Surprise Party for My Brother C. H. Luke!

Happy Birthday, Luke!

Rough morning.

Iffy car ride.

You are best real and only brother I ever had,
and by far my favorite of both.

Hope most of your wishes come true!

Happy Birthday!

Shamrock Kerchief Photo Shoot

Aunt Karen sent beautiful gifts to me and Luke. I love mine, am happy to pose... and I offer you these candid shots...

***As for my elder and somewhat dominant brother Luke, with all due respect, I must say... He's a wild man (most especially when buffalo liver is involved)...