THE VET DID WHAT TO US, EXACTLY?!

WE BEEN SNIPPED! WE BEEN SNIPPED: OUR MAN-PARTS GONE FOREVER!
GONNA GET DAT VET, GONNA GET DAT MOM!
although, I FEEL SO MUCH LIGHTER, somehow...wonder why? GOT ICE CREAM?

"THE TAMING"

Dear Fine Friends, feathered and otherwise,

Don't look now, but Raj Mahal, oh he of Royal Wild Demeanor, is starting to like mom!

Could it be the celery?

Could it be the carrots? The home-grown, organic wheatgrass perhaps?

Or mom just climbing into the Runabout and hanging out while Mahals tug at her
overalls or denim jumper because hidden in the crevices are slices of something
juicy-fruity and yummy?

All I know is this: once on her lap, they stay to be petted, even groomed, and when
mom stops petting them they look up at her until she says "Oh, you want more?"
and pets them more.

Don't know what them Mahals call it, but mom and me, we calls it "The Taming"
and figures what they don't know won't hurt them!

Big Shout Out to am and Oboe, who invited mom over today and made her happy!
Thanks, spiritual/art friends! We sure miss you. Loves, usn's

WHEN I WAS A WEE LITTLE LADDIE

TONIGHT since we both have insomnia, mom and I looked through old photographs and found this gem of me when I was still just a wee piglet, a runt, but loved by mom and PandaPig, who raised me. I miss PandaPig. He was the best part of my youth.
Now I am the alpha male of the Herd That Hears and although I remain nearly half the size of the rest of the herd, I learned
how to be a good Herd Patriarch and am guiding the Mahals as they slowly become tame. My name is YumYum and this is
the blog I inherited from PandaPig. We changed the format, and hope you like it! YumYum and mom had better go to bed now!

SUSAN AND BOWLS OF LATTES! DOES IT GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS?

Mom's friend Susan from Seattle is hoping to come up this week with daughter Shaina and new grandson, Seamus, who will not be sharing our lattes. Since mom has been acutely ill for quite some time, we can hardly wait because when Susan comes
and they all get caffeinated, it's like the circus has come to town! Cheers up mom, cheers up us, cheers up everyone!

We hope our veterinary visits do not interfere with the CaffeineConvergence...maybe they'll even make plans for a hike up
to Artist Point again this summer. This coffee shop is on the way to Mt. Baker, so if they don't make it all the way to the
mountain, who cares? Two bowls of caffeine, they'll be on Mars!

TIGER GARDEN

THE generous landscape artists from MIchelle Chateau Creations practically gifted mom an indoor bonsai garden worth quite a lot.

She inhabited it with two tiger cubs and they enjoy exploring the different plantings, terrain, rocks, and magical touches

bestowed upon this celestial garden by its creators. You can find MIchelle Chateau Creations at the Public Market flea market

on weekends and a percentage of proceeds go to benefit the American Cancer Society. Thank you for blessing our home

with this beautiful garden. We are sure meeting some generous, kind souls since moving downtown, that's for sure!

WE ARE GETTING WHAT?!

Dear Readers, it hath been decreed that the time has come for Raj and Taj Mahal to get neutered.

Ha, ha!

They have grown nearly to the size of rabbits and behave like hormonally deranged, humping maniacs!
Mom is concerned they are going to accidentally injure themselves or one another with their HumpJumping antics which include a complete disregard for which end is being assaulted. Eeeew! Nasty Mahals.

HumpJumping gonna get them
Mahals in trouble, I knew it would, and now it has! Ha-Ha on them Mahals!

Unfortunately, mom noticed some blood in my pee tonight, so we ALL have to go to the vet Monday, darn it!
Shucks, I looked forward to having mom all to myself.
Well, all you have a nice weekend and the entire herd and mom send a special "WE LOVE YOU
SHOUT OUT" to Sir Dom's mom, Ann, in Seattle, who is experiencing severe pain and discomfort all over the place.

So, Ann, get well or I'll send the HumpJumpers your way and Sir Dom will be one surprised Iggie!

We love you, blessings to the sick (and sick in the head!) amongst us. Be well, be safe, be peaceful.

love, YumYum, the sicko Mahals, and mom, too!

And Then There Were Four « Molly's Box

And Then There Were Four « Molly's Box: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"

re: yes, we have posted this already but it makes us all so happy we don't care. HAPPY US.

MOLLY HAS LAID 4 EGGS AND WE KNOW THERE WILL BE MORE!

YOWLZA!

IN THIS BEAUTIFUL PHOTO, HER UNUSUAL POSTURE IS HER "COOLING POSE" TO ALLOW
AIR TO CIRCULATE AROUND HER, AS IT HAS BEEN HOT AND A BIT STORMY IN SAN MARCOS.

CARLOS MADE NEW ADDITIONS TO THE OWL BOX TO KEEP IT COOLER FOR HER AND IF
YOU READ HIS ENTIRE BLOG POST (LINKED HERE) YOU WILL ALSO SEE AN EXAMPLE
OF GRANDPARENTING AT ITS FINEST!

GO MOLLY, GO!

CARLOS IS ASKING MODS TO GUESS THE TOTAL AMOUNT OF HER NEW CLUTCH,
AND MOM GUESSED 6 EGGS, 6 WILL HATCH, 6 WILL FLEDGE!

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

PAUL SOUGHT BY PROUD WORLD CUP FANS IN SPAIN!

THEY WANT ME IN SPAIN?

THEY EAT OCTOPUSSES IN SPAIN!

YUM-YUM, RAJ, AND TAJ, WHAT UP?! PAUL HAVING OCTOPUS PANIC ATTACK! EIGHT TIMES WORSE
THAN YOURS!

Dear Paul,

We apologize and are so contrite that you accidentally saw the news posted below...it's just that when we wrote
"we've got your back" a spritely conversation ensued amongst us as to how to know exactly where your back is/was
so we could "have it" and we didn't want to ask...oopsie!

NO WORRIES, PAUL! WE'VE GOT YOUR BACK(S) AND NO ESPANOL NECESSARY! WE ARE A VEGAN
SANCTUARY!

Madrid zoo bids to buy Octopus Oracle from Germany - Yahoo! News

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HE'S ALREADY OURS, DO YOUR RESEARCH, PEOPLE, DON'T YOU READ OUR BLOG?

Good Morning, Paul, don't worry, we got your back(s) ????...however many there may be!

PAUL PREDICTS NAME CHANGES FOR US?

YumYum whispered through the hay that Paul senses mom considering a name change for us Mahals!

Eeeek! Why? Paul said that mom won't admit it, but most of the time she can't remember who is Raj
and who is Taj and now that we are becoming tame it is time to call us by names we also recognize and
that Raj and Taj sound too much alike. Paul said she recently found our original adoption papers and
one of us was named "Cooper" and, although she's not sure which one that is, she likes the name for
Raj...

Dear Readers,
Please ask mom to accept her cognitive brain-fog with grace and LEAVE US OUT OF IT! We are Raj
and Taj Mahal and what - is she gonna start calling me "Jack" or something? (Paul sensed she was
thinking of just calling me "Brown" since it's a name she would not forget.)  I've always been brown!
But I am also Taj Mahal, and will not respond to "Brown" as it is not dignified enough for a swirly, silky
Abyssianian as gorgeous, special, and humble as me!

Love,
Taj Mahal and please tell mom you love us the way we are. Many gracious thanks. MAHALS 4EVER!

PAUL PREDICTS...

Dear Readers,

Paul IS PSYCHIC! We were teasing him last night after mom went to bed.   After living in Germany, he was nonplussed by
anything we could throw at him. Tough-skinned little 'pus!

So, Taj taunted him to make a prediction about mom!

He grew quiet and thoughtful, turned those big eyes inwards, and remained unmoving for a nonosecond.

"Mom will wake up tomorrow morning with a half-eaten pop tart in her bed," he calmly informed us.

WHAT THE?!@@#$%#!

WE LAUGHED SO HARD THAT WE ALL ROLLED ON OUR BACKS AND HAD TO HOLD IN OUR LITTLE (EDITOR: NOT SO LITTLE) TUMMIES WITH OUR WEE LITTLE FEET, CONVULSING WITH HYSTERICAL GIGGLES!

It was fun. We decided to name Paul the "Psycho Psychic" Octopus!

UNTIL...

This morning mom came out of the bedroom, bleary-eyed, with a puzzled expression on her already permanently puzzled
face, and informed us that she did not understand life. "Would you guys believe I woke up with a half-eaten pop tart in my
bed this morning? Was I sleepwalking last night, fellas?"

We froze. Looked at one another. Said not a word.

"Well, I don't get it," she mumbled, tumbling into the kitchen for some coffee. "Don't get it, that's something Edwin
would do, not me, don't get it, don't get it..."

Paul IS PSYCHIC! If his flawless World Cup predictions didn't prove it, this absolutely DID.

EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW......are we gonna have some fun with Paul, the Psychic Octopus!

love,
YumYum

PAUL THE OCTOPUS, "OUR OCTOPUS"

Farewell psychic mollusk: Octopus retires telepathic tentacles | KOMO News - Breaking News, Sports, Traffic and Weather - Seattle, Washington | Video: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"

If you watch long enough you will hear his very own song.

But you will also see what grisly fate awaited him had he not taken refuge here with us.

The octopus store gave us World Cup mollusks for him.

What's a mollusk, mom?