Bottoms Up!

Let's break out the Giants bubbly and raise a glass to Gregor Blanco and Pablo Sandoval who saved their team from a winless homestand and ended their six-game slide toward oblivion last night!

New Beach Town In the Kingdom

As King, it is sometimes within my purview to name things--towns, streets, monuments, parks, bars, you know, Kingly Stuffs--after my Pals Loyal Subjects.
Because he has had to endure the arrival of two new babycats, I decided Princeton at Angel Prancer Pie has merited such an honor, so I went down there today and made sure all the signs had been installed.

Kitties, This Is Why

I can't has unrestricted access to my beloved fresh kitty grass "for awhile":

It's not my fault that I was overcome in an inauspicious bomiting spot, right?

It's not my fault the gooey bomit oozed its way down into the crevices between the DVDs! It's not my fault the DVDs ended up here:

She should be streaming her shows anyways! It's 2014, for Cod's sake!

Last Evening at Lake Merced

these really nice fishermen offered to catch me a fresh dinner. It was delicious!
As you can see, I had to fend off a flock of seagulls to get this great seat.

An Easy Sunday Story in Six Pictures

So Tie-Tie

Surfing, Furrari tripping and buffalo-serenading this week really left me all tuckered out. Time for a long, blissful nappy on this fine Caturday.

♪♪ Oh, Give Me a Home . . .

where the buffalo roam ♪. . .

So, I went out to visit the buffalo in Golden Gate Park the other day, and sang them this little song. They seemed right pleased to hear it, too.