Rainy Days and Tuesdays

It's storming here...all day. A Scot can hardly even get out the door to take a wee without getting soaked!

So...mum has a non-scientific theory that her friend pointed out. We wanted to run it by y'all. So...the fella manages a restaurant. He smells like food. Most of the time. Which could explain why "bro time" has become so popular...mum says if she smelled like steak and wings I'd probably cuddle up to her too...what do you think? A sound theory?

Tis I, Super E!  Hi furiends!  Sorry I have been missing.  Mum and I have been keeping up with all of you and yours, but we haven't found time to keep up with us and ours.  It has been busy at our house.  Mum has been travelling back to her home town, Omaha, every weekend to see Grampie.  He's making some progress and is now able to walk down the hall and to the entry of his nursing home, using a walker.  It is Mum's hope that he'll be able to go home before his birthday - which is one month from today.  And she has a new little human pup nephew!  So she has been spending time with him too.  

I'm afraid that I have hurt mum's feelings a bit recently.  See, we recently moved, and her fella came with us.  I've always been a fan of him.  But see, mum has noticed me snuggling up to him sometimes.  She points out that I have to be forced to snuggle with her and I think she is j-e-a-l-o-u-s... What can I say?  Sometimes a guy just needs another guy to hang with.  After all, she'll always be my mum!