Where It's At

We've been keeping busy here in Asheville. This past weekend I helped Woman clean up the garden - I ate all the tomatoes off the ground while she pulled weeds. I'm helpful like that. Later that night I barfed, because those tomatoes were rotten. If you think I "learned" anything from that mistake, think again. There are lots more of those squishy yummy tomatoes up there, and I'm going to tear them up when I get the chance.

The People are fixing up the spare room as my own personal bedroom. They don't know it yet, but they'll find out soon enough. Check out my new futon. It's actually a real bed mattress, not just a cushion. It's nice and springy, and I like it. I'd rather it was purple, and possibly velvet, but brown is OK too. We'll have to work on the velvet.



Ian has another t-shirt up for voting on Threadless. You know you want to vote for it.



If you don't vote for it, when I go to the cupboard for a treat, I might find nothing in there!



You don't want me to starve, do you? Oh good, there was one left - Woman made me SIT to get it. GAH!



You should still vote for it though.