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Hi G-Fans!

I will ask you, do you think I am pleased this morning or displeased?

I won't keep you in suspense... I am displeased.

Another Friday night where the concierge passed out before we finished the blog.

This time it was bad too.

Not only did she pass out working with me, but she spilled really hot tea on the rug.  Bertie jumped a mile high, but we checked, he was ok.

But, really... how hard is it to stay awake for 15 to 20 minutes while I tell her what to type?  I mean this is getting to be a "thing" for goodness sakes!

So, we start another weekend with a delayed transmission of my genius!

Well, I suppose we move on.

I will update you on the latest.

There was vomit discovered yesterday morning and the concierge cleaned it up before I could investigate and tell her who it was who did it.  But, since then Raphael has shown signs of feeling lowly, we have decided it was him.  He pulled one of my maneuvers and almost didn't eat his breakfast this morning.  Now, I would like to know, why does he get tempted and treated with chicken and I get left to my own devices?  He ended up eating after some chicken was included in his breakfast bowl.  What is it about Mr. Princely Pants that gets him chicken enticements and I get the bowl whisked away or a hard cookie offered to see if I mean business or not.  

I would cave for sure if I was offered succulent morsels of tender chicken meat.  

Who wouldn't?

Anyway, that's it for now, we did a regular school walk last night and I look forward to a good walk today.

I don't look forward to the threatened cleaning.  I can always hope for the concierge to be distracted.  It happens...

So, may you take the unexpected detours in life with good humor and find the gem in the unplanned events...

TTFN!

-G

Snagglepus loving on Tessa

Tessa eyeing a cat toy....

Snuggling Snags...

Harry has a new nickname, "Shredd'em Fred"....