Posted by on Jan 1, 2021 | 12 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sun paws on a winter’s morn…

Well, there is no snow here, but papa loves to say “abominables” for our middle/core sections that we (we, who, paleface?) exercise, and although we/they will not be able to get into shape by making a snowman, we/they will be working on our/their abominables over the next few days…he understands who understands.

But where are my abominables anyway?

And shouldn’t a fat snowman be called the Abdominal Snow…er…person?

It’s all too complicated after a late New  Year’s Eve.  Who can think properly?

My solution to all is to simply say Happy New Year and health for all, and to put my little paws in the sun to keep them warm and nice in this cold weather.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mama,  come down here  with me  and warm your paws.  It’s so nice…