Of An Afternoon

Here’s what happens on any given afternoon in the castle:

Youngest sprog pretends to do homework until I catch him playing Minecraft. Here’s one assignment he actually completed -

I like it. It’s probably all about a nagging mother and how she harangues her son, but I like the pretty colors.

Then Kevin the Kitten chases Wilbur-cat around until Wilbur has the shakes and the tremors. Poor kitty.

See? Even I was shaking, though maybe it was from laughing. Maybe.

Because Kevin will often find something to amuse himself, which amuses all of us.

Bags are always good for a chortle or six. Poor bag never stood a chance, really.

Casey watches the kitten while he attacks the bag, ready to eat him if we give the right signal.

She’s a team player, that dog. Always willing to go the extra mile for us.

And me?

Well, I’m usually admiring my new prezzie.

Purty, ain’t it? Yes I love that man of mine.

After all the fun and games though, it’s time to get back to the really important things in life. The things you MUST do to be the individual you are.

Nap time.

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