Monday, February 9, 2015

2/9/15

Christmas at the Brady house was always a joyful occasion, though this year Tommy complained that the football Santa had brought him seemed a tad overinflated, near to bursting actually...
Rufus had long been asked by established members of the canine community to put his storied life into a memoir. He finally embarked on the task, keeping Sadie handy with a dictionary so that he'd be sure not to misspell words like incisor, Pekinese, veterinarian and Champs-Élysées.
Patty had nothing at all against Yellowstone Park, from what she'd seen of it, but she finally had to admit that staying with Troy in one of the Nighty-Night Hide-Away Cabins, with all its bed-making, floor-sweeping and dish-doing, was far less of a vacation than she initially believed it would be...
As usual, Monique was decked out and ready to go, but was left waiting for Rocco till he'd finished up his last brake job, showered and removed the grime from under his nails down at Loogie's Auto Repair Den.
Some of the residual bleach and peroxide still stung little Felicity's eyes, but she knew that if she wanted to hang with the rest of The King Family, including her mommy, her aunts and her grandma, shown here, her naturally brunette locks were never going to cut it!
One of the many scientific and sociological theories that Arthur disproved was that having an advanced mind, one capable of solving calculus problems at age eight, didn't preclude one from having great legs and an obvious eye for fashion...

3 comments:

Knuckles Girlyskirt said...

I LOVE Monique...

and her furniture!

Poseidon3 said...

Well, you're in luck because I hear she's recently single... (like, the morning after this photo was taken!) :-)

Knuckles Girlyskirt said...

Yay!...

I just hope she lets me wear her shoes!