The Kids On A Sunny Day

We had some sun yesterday so all the kids gathered in the sunroom to stay warm, and to sleep.

Clockwise from the top left: The Amazing Tuxedo, the Diva Miss Consuelo Roca Jones, the Pocket Dog, Ozzo, and MaxGoldberg, of the Boca Raton Goldbergs.

Miss Jones Discovers A Loophole

Around Casa Bob y Carlos we have a few firm rules for the pets: Ozzo stays off all furniture and beds with the exception of the couch in the sunroom. Tuxedo and MaxGoldberg stay off the new chair; Consuelo Roca-Jones stays off all upholstered furniture because that bitch girl cannot control her claws.

But, as cats do, Miss Jones found a loophole to the rules; there's nothing in the by-laws about cats on tables ... and a table in the sunroom is the perfect spot for a Sunday afternoon nap.

Dog and Caturday

We have a dog bed in the office, and when one of us is on the computer, Ozzo comes and gets into the bed for  a nap.

Tuxedo, on the other hand, sits on the desk, and after a while starts going Gargoyle: hanging over the side of the desk, staring at the dog. And, because Tuxedo is the second love of my life, I have a habit of saying to him, as he sits gargoyle, "Get Ozzo out of your bed, Tucky. Get him! Get him!"

And, as though he was my personal Flying Monkey, Tuxedo jumps from the desk and crawls into the bed, pushing Ozzo out to the floor.

Then one day Ozzo decided he'd had enough, and he would reclaim his bed. He failed. So he did the next best thing, by lying down next to, but not touching, never touching, Tuxedo.

Notice though, that Ozzo stays awake, ready to flee, while Tuxedo simply sleeps.