We share Roc now

Roc has become my buddy! Since Roc's retirement he's home all the time now. And since I decided that there's no point in torturing either Ceilidh or myself with class - new people, new dogs, new stuff to do - I'm home most of the time. So Roc has taken residence on my lap when Hope's not home (and I'm sitting down). Until he sees a commercial that he's particularly fond of. Then he launches himself off the chair, tail up, eyes alight, and starts yapping (usually in mid-air). When the commercial is over (or I tell him to knock it off), he wiggles his butt at me and wants back up. Which I'm happy to do. What a guy. Sometimes he wants to be on my lap even when Hope's home! I'm thinking it's because he can see the TV better from there. - Fran

Roc's girlfriends

Roc loves television. Really, really loves watching television. He lies on the couch and stares at the screen. Sometimes he yaps his fool head off (at dogs and cats) but mostly he just stares at the screen. So we have a running joke that he's staring at his girlfriends. And we've noticed lately that many of Roc's girlfriends are strikingly similar:

I swear, they're all different women, different shows. But it makes a bit of a statement, doesn't it?

The best movie ever!

We have a subscription to Netflix, so we watch quite a few movies we never would have paid admission to see. We saw the remake of The Shaggy Dog this weekend.

OMIGOSH! It was just the best movie ever, in the history of the world. There couldn't possibly be a better movie - ever, ever, EVER!!!!

That was Roc's opinion. Voiced unceasingly. Over the entire 90+ minutes of the movie.

We liked it too, but not quite as much.

BTW: I "shaggified" Roc here.