Mammal Mondays: Droolin’ Fool

I’ve posted in the past about Leroy’s habit of salivating when he’s happy. For a snuggle bug like him, a warm lap is the happiest place on Earth. If someone is sitting down in the dollhouse, Leroy will try everything he can to install himself firmly on that person’s lap. He has a habit of…

My Own Little Protest Song

The (ahem) music from two houses over started up again last night, shortly after eleven, and continued intermittently until well after I quit reading at one and turned out my light. In honour of the sheer obnoxious volume and lack of musical skill shown by my neighbours, I’ve written my own protest song. I borrowed…