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His Haughtiness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey took charge of guard duty and organized his merry sentries into an impressive force.
No one handles sophisticated quite as well as Mr. Frankie and that hasn’t changed with out move, so just call him Salt Marsh Suave.
The middle of the week and the anniversary of 9/11 is so serious, we thought all of our readers deserved some silly Roscoe faces to brighten their day.
Sometimes a girl just wants to enjoy some time to herself without those obnoxious brothers, so today is some Cheesy yard time.
Hu-Dad asks that we post for his camera so he can share photographs with our readers, but we need to tell you about the exhausting job of modeling.
As we write this, Hurricane Dorian is pulling away from us taking its wind, rain, and storm surge leaving us safe, sound and wet.
The incredibly slow hurricane is still approaching, so the boys went walking with Dorian in between the many bands of rain yesterday.
With final preparations complete, we can only wait for the slowly incoming hurricane, often described as being stalked by a turtle.
Like much of the east coast, we are waiting for Dorian to come and—more importantly—go away so we can get our lives back to normal.
We finished our evening walk and headed for dinner, but Roscoe declared a need for some couch time before he was willing to settle down for a meal.
Boom Boom loves to talk and in this series of photographs his motormouth seems to be weaving tales for the entertainment of Roscoe.