Good Evening,
Many of you have been directed to this blog by our Christmas card. For those of you that don't know me I am Ben the Cat, master of the Thomas household. The picture at left pretty much illustrates how I feel about them, and in turn the unwashed masses who will read this blog posting (at least until it becomes required reading in college civic's courses). Please sit back and let me take you on a tour of our year during 2011...
So we had snow this year. Lots and lots of snow in February - cold, wet, sticky snow that ruined my morning strolls and caused me to become buried simply trying to get out of the house. In short, I hate snow, almost as much as the stupid hat Joe Cool here on the left is wearing...
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| The "family" left me in February (maybe cause of the snow) to visit Cousin Wendy in Phoenix. This is at the zoo, or so I'm told. I love this picture of an African Baboon and an Oklahoma Baboon. You decide which is which. |
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| The "family", Cousin Wendy, and my Christmas dinner from 2003 |
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| Continuing the theme of abandoning Ben - this is from the "family" going to Ireland in April. |
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| Delusions of grandeur from the tail puller |
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| Why is he so excited? This house is clearly in foreclosure! |
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| From Powerscourt south of Dublin. Don't they look happy - I think I just threw up in my mouth a little |
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| In case you were wondering they are this exciting at home as well. Gray did love sitting at the bar like a grownup while in Ireland. |
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| Now onto Easter. The big fellow is supposed to be the Easter Bunny or as I like to call him "Christmas Dinner 2011" |
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| In May the "family" went to San Francisco to visit Joe and Kyla and then NYC to spend a couple of days with the "extended family" including Grandma, Papa, Meg, Chai, and Chai's parents. |
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| At Gary Danko with rock stars Joe and Kyla (sheesh - they do not pay me enough to spout this drivel) |
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| Ah, so cute - Gray's 4th birthday in April. Yes, I fully realize these pictures are in no rational order. However, realize that 1.) I am a cat with no opposable thumbs; and 2.) I don't give a crap |
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| Here we are back in New York with the "extended family" The handsome devil in the suspenders is Papa taking pictures of a Jackson Pollack painting. The midget in my house likes to do similar paintings... |
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| "I'm the king of the world!" No kid, you are not, you are standing on top of a statue in NYC surrounded by people who, while charmed, aren't buying your royalty |
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| Ah, my favority hairless ape - she is almost as nice to me as I deserve. Plus she's next to Van Gogh. I do love me some Van Gogh |
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| Little Gym graduation - wow how we dwell on the mundane... |
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| So the "family" went to see Spider Man on Broadway while in NYC. Led to the smallest pink ape developing a complex because his "web slingers" weren't working....sigh |
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| With Grandma and Papa at the Guggenheim in NYC |
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| One of my personal favorites. Gray at his pre-school. Instead of buckets they should be giving them sweat shop craft projects. Kitty needs a new catnip toy.... |
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| Onto Seattle in July. Hotter than an oven here in Tulsa and where are they? Not here, sweating, with me. Wait I can't sweat and I have a fur coat. This truly sucked. |
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| Dad why are you always staring at that machine? I think you love it more than me! (this joke never gets old he he he he he) |
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| Do you suppose he's confused about the boat, the water (which we have none of in OK), or just relaying the usual disappointment with his parental units. |
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| Awwwww (good God I need another drink, and to fire whoever didn't pick out the brown M&M's in the green room) |
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| Now we are at Gray's new school Undercroft. It took him a short while to differentiate it from his previous school Betty Rowland. This one is the "work school" whereas he used to be at "play school". I like these people's style even if they had a creepy dude dressed up as a sort of lizard thing... |
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| Ah the Tulsa State Fair. That almost needs no explanation. Here we see our two "heros" one frayed bolt away from orbit... |
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| A pirate says "arrrrrgh" |
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| Mom's a gypsy, kids a pirate, dad's not in the picture - its the American Dream |
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| Headed for a career in food service. As long as his cat food is as good as his cookies...I'm okay with that |
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| I have no idea what is going on in this picture - I do remember the vicious gang of squirrels of camera off stage left...when my bones knit they are dead men |
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| Mom and Donna in NYC for a girl's weekend |
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| It must be said, that no matter how many times I push the small one into the pool these damn swim lessons keep him alive |
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| Mesmerized by the giant, shiny balls....seriously this is too easy |
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| And here is our tree. I must say despite my meloncholy demeaner I do like a good Christmas tree and I am looking forward to the visit by the "extended family" starting tomorrow. On behalf of the "family" I wish all of you wonderful holidays and a happy New Year! |
