So we Ballicai were snoozin' away... Brainball onna bed, Dorydoo onna JVC, me onna cat perch (well, Marilyn wuz onna bed, but she'll post her pikshure on her own bloggie cuz I think she's workin' on another poem for Mick -- hehehe, I can hear Jeter sayin' 'duhr!').
And what does Momma do but whip out the flashy box and start takin' pikshures. I swear, she wears that thing out!
Here's Brainball, she didn't even notice the flashy box.
And here's Dorydoo, she kinda gave Mom a look. Dorydoo's good at givin' looks.
But I sat up and grumped at Momma. She messed up a nice dream I was havin' of my bee-yootiful girlkittyfurriend, Ariel!
And if you biggify this pikshure of my face, you can see me grumpin' at Momma real good... even a little bit of my tongue.
Y'know, I think His Royal Hiyghness Yao-lin has a real good idea, talkin' about the proper trainin' of beans!!