Remember, Remember (A Vulpine Adventure)

Here was last Friday night's cloudscape as we got back from our walk just in time to beat the rain...

Then on Saturday, Kitten and I headed over to my parents' house for beef stew—though the Molerat decided to sit this one out.

...And what a spectacle she missed!

A Vulpine Adventure!

My parents have been regaling us with tales of five foxes living under their shed... yet every time we're over there, no foxes are forthcoming.

But last Saturday, that all changed.

Athennia got some cool pictures (and a video); but I'm going to stick a disclaimer here and point out that these were captured clandestinely and from a considerable distance.

Exhibit A...

So... that being said, enjoy these pics!

And here they are all at once!

So, let's see; that's... six foxes in total?

We brought tiny greeting cards for Liv and Hannah...

...but I forgot to get pictures of them after the girls opened them.

Liv's was this big convoluted tale about how Bowser had kidnapped Mark and Paul and so Muhweegi needed her to go down to Markansaw to battle Wario and rescue them.

Hannah's was a colunterfeit Certificate of Yumminess so she could reopen her restaurant that the Health Department shut down last month because all her food was all over my parents' living-room floor.

Hold the Smeat

Then it was time for dinner.

Hannah insisted that Steve dish her out some beef stew; but then when he spooned her out a hefty chunk of chuck roast, she insisted, "No! Not want smeat!"

So, she ate her beef stew smeatless—which just left more of the good stuff for the rest of us.

That's a win all around; right, Hannah?

After dinner we all played outside for a bit...

I found some mushrooms and managed to convince Liv not to touch them...

New Record

Then, without the Molerat in tow to slow us down this time, Kitten and I went for a record-breaking 4.5-mile walk around my parents' neighborhood.

Usually the "bunny trail" is just a name; but this time it was literal...

No hookers or parasailers this time; but we did get treated to a rainbow instead...

We found a weeping angel hiding in a flower garden—and you know we didn't take our eyes off that thing for even a second!

Kitten caught this cloudscape that made it look like this guy's house is in Colorado or something...

And then the sun went down as a storm rolled in...

Back to the 'Hood

Naturally the sky at home later was just the usual Trenton smog...

The Molerat asked if she could sleep over at Kassie's—to which our answer was the same as always...

Surprisingly they said yes; so we dropped Riley off just before 10:00.

Later that night we had a Seymour Butts sighting...

When we picked Riley up at Kassie's Sunday night, there were two cop cars parked a street over from Brian and Noelle's house.

I asked Riley just what kind of neighborhood this was, and teased her that we might have to say no the next time she asks to go over to Kassie's.

Remember the Plexus

Monday was a free day. No work, no obligations.

Just a cookout at my parents' house.

The drive over was pleasant enough—or at least it could've been, had this douchecanoe not been in front of us all through Langhorne...

Note the strip of packaging tape across the back of his car.

I decided to call him Plexus, much in the way that imitation leather is called pleather.

And, when we finally made it to the roundabout—knowing full well that we were going whatever way he didn't—Athennia gave him one last parting F-U honk just for the hell of it...

Open Cess-ame

Before we could eat, we had to earn our keep and help open the pool.

It looked like... well, Morrisville...

...Just with 10 times the frogs!

It's like a dog whistle to Riley whenever there's a small animal around; so she came running out to catch one...

Then Kelly's family and Uncle Roy and Aunt Sue arrived, and we gorged on burgers, dogs, and hot sausages...

Kelly baked cookies for dessert, and Athennia made jello jigglers.

But Hannah was just psyched that the InstaBlu lens she'd ordered for her laser shades had finally arrived...

Were the blueberries and watermelon safe?

'Murica!

After dessert, Athennia and I walked two miles in my parents' neighborhood and came across... this... thing...

Cats: Not the Musical

Finally, we've got the cure for what ails you: more cat pics than your body has room for.

Enjoy!