Day in the Life of Huey and Jack

Yesterday I followed my dog and cat around like a stalker and took pictures of them all day, mostly so I would have pictures to add to the blog. Yup, I use my fur babies for blog material. I don't feel bad about it. At all. Anyways, most of the pictures turned out super blurry, probably because I didn't want to use the flash, but oh, well. You can now see into the extraordinary spoiled lives of my dog and cat. 

Chewin' on the new toy mom gave me! (24 hours later, it's in the trash, but it lasted longer than I thought it would! He can shred soft toys like it's an Olympic sport)

I am a cat. Therefore, it is physically impossible for me to look straight into the camera. 

This is my normal stance, guarding the entrance to the kitchen. 

PHOTO BOMB FOR HUEY!

I am a cat. Thus need to sit in an uncomfortable position. 

Those aren't my paw prints on the table...

My lounging ledge! All mine. 

Beginning of Cat-Dog Standoff. Who will win?

Jack's close up. 

It's a draw!

I am a cat. Even though I don't fit under the bed, I will anyway. Then grab at your feet as you walk by. 

Share some of your yummy bone with me?

Happily chewing away. 

Please, Huey, wipe your paws

The crazy neighbor Husky dog. 

Creeped out yet? 

Jack doing what he does best, taking branches off the bushes

I miss Daddy so much!

Please tell me that beef is for me. 

No? Ok, I'll just stare at the ground the whole time until you drop something. (He seriously does this every time I make dinner, he walks up to me and just stares at the floor until I accidentally drop something.)

Oh, you think you got new books in the mail? SURPRISE! It's a Huey! A Huey bed, anyway.