Through the Looking Glass

Hello G-Fans!

Can you believe Raphael and I are forced to look through this crappy dirty glass as others are at the center of the camera's attention?  Something is wrong with this picture.... literally!!  How does Raphael and I get left inside while others are playing and romping and being caught doing it for posterity?  It just isn't right and we will see what can be done about this!  It leaves me wondering about the condition of the world and who needs to be voted in for president.

Back to the order of events.  The day only became worse. Not to even mention that breakfast was at least an hour late today.  An hour!  What the heck?  And then the concierge didn't come home until bedtime!  Even though we had supervision, it isn't the same.  And the supervisor-in-charge of our needs took Raphael and Bertie on a REALLY LONG walk, and I got bupkis!  Zippo!  Nada!  A big fat ZERO!  UnAcceptAble!!  I think I may still be in a state of shock.  I believe I forgot to make sure the supervisor-in-charge was even notified of my justifiable displeasure.  I am just flabbergasted.  The concierge will get a full report in the morning. FULL.  No details will be remiss.

So, enjoy the pictures, if you can, sans my likeness.

There is even a video of the two insurgents.

That's it for me.

Our clocks were turned back, but my tummy wasn't notified!

How about you?

TTFN!

-G

Bertie in full swing.

Tessa, deciding which persona she will display.  WIld Child or mellow couch potato...

Tessa wants a closer look at that thing with the flashing lights and whirring noise.

 A video of Bertie, after he and Tessa played like wild banshees.  He is putting on a shy act for the concierge, who really wanted some pictures of Bertie and Tessa playing.  Tessa was being particularly wild.... something she learned from me....