Un-Fragging-Believable

Logan is so low-down dirty that I'm on the verge of giving him the silent treatment for a month, or at least until I need to stay at his house.

I pulled out the digital camera last night to take some photos of my poor, gimpy cat, and the settings were all screwed up. Since we only touch a few buttons--the ones that we understand (sort of)--on this piece of magical electronics, I couldn't imagine how this might have happened. After fooling with it for a few minutes (which is how long it usually takes me to figure something out, like, I don't know, how to post two pictures at once on my blog) I got it back to normal. I took some pictures of Ernie and the cards my husband's first grade class made for him. It wasn't until I downloaded them that I discovered why the camera was screwed up. Apparently, after Logan closed the Scrabble board, then scratched out our scores, then changed the names at the top, then covered the scores with his hands while I took a picture, HE DELETED THE PICTURE FROM THE CAMERA WHEN I WASN'T LOOKING!! He's been bugging me for days to post the picture (not so high on my priority list since my cat's leg was broken), and now I know why! If he hadn't called me on the phone last night, BEGGING me to tell him how to post two pictures on his blog, I might hate him for this latest dastardly deed. But after experiencing his pathetic whining voice last night (in a new octave I'd never heard before), I still feel a little smug this morning.

Here's my darling cat:

with cast (hearts and fishes are courtesy of nursing staff who were--of course--in love with Ernie)



cards from 1st graders who have never met Ernie, but also luf him



favorite toy (given to him by Amanda, not LDD Logan)



I apologize for not being able to offer the pasty scrabble hands picture. I hope the Ernie photos make up for it a bit. Now you see why he has been dubbed the Cutest Kitten Ever (except for that moment last night when he inadvertently dragged his cast through his fresh poop).