This is a real oldie. I'm sitting on Pop's bed when his room was the way I liked it before TW convinced him to move all the furniture around. Check out the cool rocking chair. While I never sat in it, I hear Chizzy LOVED it. TW used to try to pill him in that rocker and he'd spit it under the cushion. Weeks later, she'd find all the pills she thought he swallowed. Pop says Faith used to sit in this rocker all the time too.
What was TW thinking? What was TW looking at? What was I thinking? What was I looking at? The answers are as fuzzy as the image. Could she have been photographing the rug and I got in the way?
In my last Foto Frenzy post, I posted pictures of Kittee. Some commenters didn't seem to understand that those were MY kitten pictures from Petfinder.com. I was almost a year old when I came home so we don't have fuzzy fotos of my kittenhood.