Crawfish Time!

Hi. It's been a couple of weeks since I was last on here, but I figured now would be a good time to update My People, as I had a pretty busy and exciting weekend.

On Friday, after work, mommy had a workout so Daddy, Amos and I got to hang out. You know, just the guys. There was a lot of grunting and man stuff going on, but when Mommy got home, this is what she found:
In case you don't understand what this is, it's Amos's outside water bowl. So basically it's a bowl of water that Amos drinks from, sometimes tries to stand in, and on occassion, mommy believes, uses it as his very own toilet bowl. So, with that knowledge, let's take another look, shall we?

I'm sure you can imagine how thrilled she was to find me playing in it. Please note the large amounts of water splashed around the bowl. That should give you an idea of just how much splashing was involved. What these pictures don't adequately convey is just how positively drenched I was. Nor, do they show how delighted I was with myself. In fact, when mommy walked up, I stood up, dripping wet, grinned, and began to clap with glee. Mommy said there was absolutely no way to be upset when I was so thoroughly pleased. Daddy didn't seem the least bit concerned with my actions. Mommy said that's because he's a man, and also the very same person who let me play with dead ducks he had shot, and almost let me touch a dead bobcat. Not understanding what the problem was with any of that, Daddy and I grunted like cave men, and then mommy mumbled something about needing to boil my clothes.

On Saturday, we went to Abuela and Gramps's house for Gramps's birthday party crawfish boil. I hate to break the news to Gramps, but given how everyone was so interested in seeing and talking to me, I'm not sure the party was really for him. Poor guy, he really thought it was.

At first, I wasn't all that interested in any of the attention. I was aloof.

but after a while, I started to warm up, and decided to throw everyone a bone, with a brief grin.

Then I decided I'd go ahead and have some fun. Here I am explaining to some friends and my cousin Holden the proper way to stir a pot of crawfish.

Holden was concerned that I was killing the crawfish, so I explained to him that that was exactly the point.

Holden's from Texas, so he's not really clear on crawfish etiquette, but he'll learn.


After explaining proper crawfish cooking techniques, I posed for a few pictures for my adoring masses.

As I said, there were a lot of people at this party, and hard as it is to believe, some of them were meeting me for the first time. I can only assume that is because they've been trapped under a boulder for the last 16 months, or living out of the country. For the life of me, I can't figure what would take them so long to come around. Anyway, one lady told mommy that I looked EXACTLY like her. EXACTLY. And she said it just like that. Repeatedly.

Did I mention there was A LOT of alcohol at this party?

While mommy acknowledges that the only trait I inherited from her is my bubble butt, she did say that when I become the first male model to win the Nobel Peace Prize for discovering the cure for cancer while simultaneously arguing the most influential court case of our time before the United States Supreme Court, THEN I would have gotten all of that from her.

I won't argue with that. Mostly because I don't understand a word of what she just said, but it sure sounds good.

Anyway, the party was awesome. I didn't nap the WHOLE DAY, so I crashed promptly at 8 and let Mommy sleep until almost 7 the next morning. I couldn't be fully cooperative, she might get used to it. Anyway, it was a great weekend, and I hope Gramps enjoyed "his" party. Talk to you soon.