I'm here to introduce our new "houseguest". Mom calls him that but we have him in training to be our new servant. His name is Jim and he's been friends with Mom for like.....ever. Seriously, I'm not even making that up. Mom was 15 when they met and now she's....not. Here's a picture of them from the 80's. I guess it's funny looking because they didn't have color pictures back then. He's trying to look mean here but let me tell ya, he's a softy.
I guess some things have changed since 1880. Oh wait, she said it was the 1980's. Jim's hair is what they call salt & pepper (I wonder if it tastes like it, I'll have to try it) while Mom's is still her natural gray-free color. She's yelling at me to tell you she's not wrinkly yet either and her boobs are in the same place as in this picture. (Where would they have gone?!) How embarrassing, I hope I'm getting extra treats for this.
We like having him here, he hangs out with us during the day when usually we're alone. He gives us treats, lets us out 112 times a day, fills our water bowls and even cleaned up Thrawn's tinkle pads. Our training is coming along very nicely and he's only been here a couple days so far. Just think what we can make him do by the end of the week. Bwaaahaaaahaaaa! (That's my evil hound laugh in case you're wondering)
Here's a picture of me just because. Like Mom's pic, this is an old one of me. I'm much skinnier and younger looking now. Just like her...like Mother like Daughter.