A strange custom:
One child crawls through a tunnel made of other children the crawling child is spanked on the bottom by each participant. The spankers laugh hysterically.
The concept of automated and industrial scale corporal punishment originated in 19th century Russia.
It’s true!
I’ll spare you the details. Let’s just say that the concept has evolved from judicial whipping of peasants to tunnels of birthday abuse for today’s schoolchildren.
A good friend of mine turned XX (not Roman numerals) and she has such fond memories of the Spanking Machine!
I made her a card:
Thank goodness the deck broke her fall. This wasn’t the first time she threw caution to the wind. It was, in fact, the third. Words are unnecessary when there is photographic evidence of this nature (if you are squeamish, scroll no more):
That’s what a tail looks like when all of the nice stuff has been ripped off of it. Or, as the vet told me, “degloved.” We can’t imagine what she did in the cat world to deserve that treatment.
Meow!
And just to keep it fair, here is a Father’s Day card:
But no, that would be silly! Classic Pam is too busy.
Pam spent last week at the 
and working on the book. Here’s a teaser:
PUT YOUR GLASSES ON.
THAT’S RIGHT.
and my prayers were sort of answered, because Jen came to search/tear the house apart.
Tib had means AND motive. She was questioned and released.
Poor Tib… We accused her of eating her weakest kitten. (True story.)
The kitten was later found, unharmed.
and eating all of the Holiday Cookies.
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Merry Christmas Eve-Eve!
More to come…
Oh, the cats? Never mind those. This place is crawling with them.
Fine, here’s this year’s Christmas tree.
See you there!