Hi everypuppy and everykitty! It's me - Amber. We weren't really sure what we were going to post about today and so Stormy said, "OK, Chatty Cathy, you're up!" and she was looking right at me and even though my name is Amber (or you can call me Ammy or Ram-a-Lamb or Yams or any number of other nicknames) Zimmie said, "Yeah, Ams is never lacking for something to say!" and I really don't know what they were talking about but Davy sort of winced but didn't say anything other than, "Woo!" and so we went out front and Mom took some pictures and here's a pretty nice one of us:
Davy and me
Well, it was one that Stormy really liked and she said she was glad to see Davy acting like a true Siberian and refusing to look at the camera and - oh, speaking of Siberians, I know a lot of you know our friends in the Thundering Herd and given their most recent post I'd like to show you this picture:
See, Natasha (who they call Queen Natasha the Evil, but I don't really think she's quite as evil as they say!) is blowing coat right now and they showed some of her little cotton balls fluffing out of her coat and my mom, who is a SERIOUS pluck-a-holic, wanted to reach in and start plucking but instead while she was doing the photo shoot of Dave and me she reached in and started plucking my coat instead and she started singing some song called "When It's Sibe-Plucking Time in Kansas" and I'm pretty sure it's a song she made up and...
I think she made it up, don't you, Davy? Because I don't really think there's a song like that and...
Excuse me a moment, please. (Yes, Stormy? Really? OK, sorry!) Oh... Stormy said there's a special time limit on our posts for today, so I need to wrap it up. Have a happy day, everypuppy and everycat! And beware of pluck-a-holics!