Gunther...The Monster enjoying some sunshine from the tree.
Soft belly, warm belly...
My daughter told me to just let my imagination guide the brush and this was the result.
Warming it up for later sits...
Never taunt a turtle...
May I present to you Pontouffle, a truly majestic creature...
Gunther is skeptical of my Pendulum work.
Gunther...The Monster
Oh, Gunther.
Gunther...The Monster thought Spring was coming (8* yesterday) but woke up to -12* this morning so he has given up hope.
Always jingle all the way, no one likes a half-assed jingler.
Cat?! What cat?!
He made me promise I would delete this photo right away, it is no longer on my phone.
Roll down the hill they said, it will be a cool shot they said.
He has done wrong sure, but this is how I think of Mel Gibson.
Fish Tacos...that is all.
No F***S were given that day.
Cabers is 17 and likes to play dead. Gets me every single time.
That’s...not what that’s for, Jack.
She is too old for me to tell her no and she knows it.
Bitter rivals...but naps!
That moment when as a snake you realize that you have no way of getting to your freshly hypnotized snack.
To think I was worried when the birthday boy requested a blue whale cake...I'm quite tickled with myself! :)
That's right, YOU :)
Everyone loves my baking...
The arrow points to cuteness.
Sweetest old girl there ever was....
Go Home Mr. Spielberg, You're Drunk.
Gotta love Costco! :)
Gunther...you were meant to share!
Are there exorcists for cats?!
It took Grandma Cabers a few weeks to love the kittens, but I think we're there :)
On this December 1st I give you my neighbor's Christmas lights. By day: Santa climbing a ladder. By night: Santa climbing a..
"Gage, you the one playing games?"
This is Cabers...she is ecstatic.
To The Otter!...(link in comments)
Ummm, no thanks.
Don't be a dick, just tell me.
The responsibility is too much...
Shouldn't be tanning anyway.
Whatcha listening to there?...1..2..Freddy's comin for you....3..4..
As you wiiiiiiish...nope, not that smooth at all.
I've been trying to scare away this squirrel for weeks only to find out my husbad leaves out lovely salted nuts everyday.
I quote this every time I drive by Popeye's...finally tried it today.
My husband's Father's Day breakfast, how did we do?!
I wonder what they're thinking?
Just my husband with a giant frying pan...I think we will be stopping for bacon on the way home.
Pontouffle wishes all Imgurians pleasent dreams ;)
This is Polly, Kitty's pet budgie.
I'll just curl up right in...Zzz...Zzz...Zzz..Zzz
I really, really would like this to be available on DVD.
At 33 years old, still in the back of my mind while trying to fall asleep.
I always feel bad taking the Christmas Tree down, perhaps a comprimise?
I'll have a ham s(hand)wich on white, please and thank you.
Not so scary just chillin' on the porch are ya Pennywise?