I would like to introduce...

Gunny, Rosie, and Gene.

J.T. did all the naming. Gunny is after R. Lee Ermey (J.T.'s a huge Mail Call fan) and Rosie as in Rosie the Riveter. Gene is the canary and we don't know what sex it is. For now, "he's" Gene as in Gene Simmons (yep, J.T.'s a KISS fan too lol) but if he turns out to be a she, we'll switch it to Jean.

Mystery Food

Yesterday, J.T. and I did grocery shopping at Sav-a-Lot.

In the checkout line, J.T. spied a table full of discounted food. Some of this food was dented cans and cans missing labels. He was very intrigued by the label-free cans and asked if he could get one. I figured why not. It was most likely a vegetable and we like just about all of 'em.

After a few more minutes of picking through the cans, he found a short round one without a label.

JT: "Look, Mom, it's probably tuna or canned chicken!"
Me: "Hmm"
JT: "Can we get it?" "It's only 20 cents!"
Me: *sigh* "Fine." "But no more mystery food!"

After getting home and getting all the groceries put away I started pulling out lunch ingredients. We were having tuna sandwiches with celery and peanut butter. J.T. excitedly came in and presented the short little can that he was convinced was tuna and wanted me to open it. I shook the can and it didn't sound like tuna. So I looked at the bright orange sticker on top. It said: Label Missing
.20
CAT FOOD

Yes, in big, bold letters like that. CAT FOOD.

Me: "Didn't you READ the label?"
JT: *cackling hysterically* "What if you would have eaten it!?"
Me: "I would have realized it was cat food before I ate it!"

No, we don't have a cat. Yes, Baby would have probably liked the cat food. But, I just gave it to the neighbor's outside cat or whatever other stray cat might have wandered over to eat it.

Note to self: Check the labels of things J.T. wants to buy.

Poodle Vs. Bigfoot

Thought I might have a really amazing YouTube video to support my title? Nah. Not really.

This afternoon, we were supposed to go to the library to learn about Bigfoot. Well we showed up, but he didn't. He had strep throat. Okay, not really. But the members of the Ohio Bigfoot Research Team had strep throat so they couldn't come do their presentation. I really hope they reschedule. They're supposed to bring some slides and maybe video and footprint casts. Should be fun. And a bit nightmare inducing for me. Since they couldn't be there, the library gave us bigfoot souvenirs. Which were simply a square of faux fur material.

J.T. and I brought ours in and Baby fell in love! She HAD to have the bigfoot fur. Had to!

She didn't want to play with it like a stuffed toy. She wanted to lay and chew on it and threaten to kill anyone that came near her. It's not real animal fur, I swear. I don't know what her fascination is.

In other news...when we picked up J.T.'s PS3, I told him he couldn't play it until he let me take a picture of him with it. This is what he gave me.


Praying to the Sony gods. Yes, he thought he was hilarious.