Life And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere! And gie’s a hand o’ thine! Shawshank, December 26, 2025 Good morning, my friends! Happy Boxing Day everyone. The Beautiful One (with an assist by Podrick), let me sleep in until 8:10. Thank you very much. Podrick is currently stalking Pippin. I have to check if SlightlyBiggerTown will be open today. I’d rather do the grocery shopping, and all that fun stuff today, rather than… Continue Reading
Life Carve the turkey turn the ball game on mix margaritas when the eggnog’s gone Shawshank, December 25, 2025 Good morning, merry Christmas! I hope y’all have a great day, and enjoy being with family and friends today. We have a whirl wind day planned. Over to the nursing home for a Christmas lunch with gramma, and then home for a couple of hours to bake a cake, and relax, then it’s off to… Continue Reading
Life Oh, yeah, Santa we’re going to see AC/DC Shawshank, December 24, 2025 We’re almost there. It’s Christmas Eve. All that stands before us and some time off is just a simple 8.5 hour shift. Yep, I’m working the Christmas Eve shift. But, at least there’s 3 of us working today. I’ll be heading in a little early, just like I do on Sundays. It’s the same hours.… Continue Reading
Life Christmas bells those Christmas bells ringing through the land Shawshank, December 23, 2025 Good morning my friends. It’s the day before the night before Christmas. Podrick was definitely stirring this morning. I guess he knocked over the box that we have in the bathroom. I’m thinking he has somewhat of an idea what time it is, and he’s lonely. He just wants his humans and his sister to… Continue Reading
Life Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet Shawshank, December 22, 2025 It’s morning time here at The Flat. It’s dark out. But the solstice was last night, so technically, the days are slowly starting to get longer again. So we have that going for us. It’s still dark as night out there. And cold. Back to work this afternoon for the easiest week possible. I’m only… Continue Reading
Life They talk Italian to him, and he even understands Cummares and cumpares too, they dance ‘a tarantelle When Sannanicola comes to town, and brings ‘u ciucciarello Shawshank, December 21, 2025 It’s dark out. Up to about 15 minutes ago, it was dark in here as well. But Podrick started to get the itch. The itch to climb all over me. I could tell that was resisting for most of the morning. He went across me twice I believe. His paws hurt. He has no powers… Continue Reading