Here it is, Tuxie Tuesday again. Used to be Tortie Tuesday till Admiral flew away. She has me to carry on a tradition though. We have been busier than hound's teeth around here though. One thing after the other after the other and then, again. However, there's time to celebrate being a Tuxie.
I am wearing my whitest mittens for you, I washed my mustache, and I refreshed my bib to softness for your pleasure, and my one white eyebrow is arcing over at it's best! I aim to please.
I'm over here at the favorite Bird Watching window every day. I get to see vishus deer too. They walk right UP to me on their way out of the woods, thru the yard and across the street. They walk on sidewalks here.
I wonder what the Tabbies are having for Thanksgiving?