Mel

After months of growling at each other, Melanie has finally accepted that Emmett can live here too.

And this is Mel after I played a song titled "Prairie Dog City" on her Real Player - more specifically, after I hyperventilated laughing when I heard the opening cords of Paradise City by Guns N Roses. Take me home to the prairie dog city, where the dirt is easy to dig through and the girl prairie dogs have whatever features make female prairie dogs attractive mates.

4 comments:

K.Bro said...

Emmett is HUGE! I remember him being a fat cat, but the camera must really add 10 pounds. Holy crap!
On a random note, I think that since I can't come home for Christmas, you should all come to Omaha. It would be fun!

J.Bro said...

He's not actually that big - the fur makes him look more intimidating than he really is. Last time they were at the vet, Emmett weighed 12 lbs and Alvin was 16. Alvin is dieting to get down to a healthier 12-13 lbs.

We'll only have about two days in Nebraska, so I don't think there's any way we'll be able to come to Omaha :( I'm scared of the big city anyway, though - I'd probably get mugged, then murdered, then scammed at three-card monte, then pressured to drink heroin.

Mister Vertigo said...

Nah, that would never happen in Omaha! It would be much cheaper to just force you to drink Meth instead of Heroin...

K. Bro said...

well, I guess I won't see ya til next year then. Damn being the new girl. i get all the shitty shifts!