Waitin' for Irene

We're in the Mid-Atlantic waiting for Ms. Irene to drop by. She's been dropping some rains on us since 10 a.m. and the center should be here between 4-5. This is most troubling to our ma ape because we do not like to pee in the rain. Especially Ethel Jean. We also have a touch of the cabin fever which makes us a bit wild, especially on the porch where there is NO MORE FURNITURE right now. Here's some fun with Irene. Let's hope our night time is not as wild as we are!

April is the Cruelest Month

Why won't the rain stop?

Why must I suffer the indignities...

...of the towel?

I'd better get some May flowers out of this.

Hanna is here!

I am bracing for winds! Tropical Storm Hanna is in the House! Um, not literally. But it is rainy and windy. But there WILL be SPCA Saturday once the ma ape dries out. I swear.

I will keep busy reading this article that my GranNE sent me about a dog with THIRTEEN golf balls in his belly! His apes said "He finds golf balls like truffles."

Here's the golfball eatin' goof. His name is...Oscar! (Fortunately not my Oscar.)

By Pupular Demand

It has been raining for about 500 days straight. And I used to live in Seattle so I am used to the rain. This is rough, dudes. It has given me the opporchancitunity to take some more pictures of me with my hair did, as per the request of some of my biggest fans.

When I come inside I smell especially good.


And my ma ape loves it when I dry myself out on her yoga mats.


Mmmmm...meditation.

Here I am in my post-damp fuzz face:

And, just because, my bunny butt: