Happy Mother's Day, Mom!

I love Mom so much!
To celebrate her special day,
I insisted upon riding with her to pick up some breakfast foods
(after, of course, she lovingly prepared MY obligatory
get the day started meal).
She brought home a breakfast platter
that we both enjoyed immensely!

Afterwards, I gave her this swell monkey...
who spent most of his day watching her work:

Until I began to feel sorry for her...
working on Mother's day..
and well, ok, yeah... for her monkey, too...
and I stepped in for some lovin'...
and playin'... and squeakin'.

And then we both watched her work:
Our combined ogling was eventually quite effective!
Before we knew it, we had Mom to ourselves!

***A Special Note***
I wish Mom had her Mom.
I know how much she misses her.
And I know we would be celebrating in high fashion if Grandma were here.

Conspiring to Give Mom a Great Gift on Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day!

Mom needed this thing.
I don't claim to know what it is,
but my Uncle Stevey knew exactly what to get!

The box says that it is "the ultimate visual experience". That said... it is NOT four squirrels running across the yard... it must be even better, though I have a hard time imagining five!

Special thanks to my co-conspirator, Uncle Stevey, who helped pick it out, installed it, vacuumed my hair out of Mom's computer... and did some other stuff that's still a mystery to me!

I don't need to know the details. Mom's happy... and that's all that counts!

Mother's Day, About the Bike

Happy Mother's Day, Mom... sorta.

For the record... I didn't give her the bike.
I gave her the time to ride it.

And for the record, I'm not crazy about it.
I resign myself to it for now, but I think I can take it.
Eventually, she will leave for work.
If I can't chase it away, perhaps
I can clean my teeth with the tires.

Perhaps.