Good grief, Girlie!

Wroo, furends! I got to open my package today, and The Girl totally lost her mind. She made two videos, and took over 200 pictures. And shockingly, she hasn't sorted through them all for my special post. She's whining about how many pictures there are, all the editing she's trying, and how hard it is to decide which ones to use. Good grief, she's totally insane.


So, my special post (which she PROMISED I could do today!) will have to be tomorrow. Or maybe even Friday, because "there are so many pictures"! Whose fault is that, Girlie???


Tonight, we're going to put up a couple of other pictures she took today.




This was when she was still working on it. Before she gave up. And let me down. Look how handsome I am! How she can deny me....

If only I had thumbs... Or even one thumb. I could do it myself and not have to rely on the unreliable help.



Look how seriously unimpressed I am.






Nanny and Papa call this my "sulky" chair. Well, if I'm sulky, I've got good reason! Laser beams. Girlie, feel my wrath!


Wroo.