Aunt B

For the record, B totally owns Faunt status w.r.t. Spencer.




Exhibit number 1, ain't nobody gonna top this.




Or this. Touche.

Uncle P

For the record, P has one thing to say: Funcle status secured. Happy birthday to Jack, the king of all cake.




The King enjoying the Kingdom.




This is my Princess Photo.

P and B on the run

After our little excursion (see the post below), we had to leave the country. Nothing says "welcome to life on the run from the law" like a warm cuddly towel seal.




Happy birthday, P and B. We turned two. What a way to celebrate, eh?




The sights, the sounds, the... Yeah, who said running from the Man was a vacation?




"Almost Paradise/We're knockin' on heaven's door/Almost Paradise/who could ask for more? I swear that I can see forever in your eyes/Paradise"




Viva la revolucion. Thankfully all the static blew over and we returned free and clear.




We celebrated our liberation by doing the only thing a hard-core criminal would do in a situation like this -- eating cheese.





Reason number gazillion-and-twenty-one why P hearts B.

P and B present: The Spontaneous Day

We snuck out all quiet-like while J was sleeping...





The fugitives, mugging for the camera.





The Feds were hot on our tails. Through a FOIA request we obtained this photo taken while dining and scheming at an undisclosed location.




We ditched the man; heading for the wrong side of town, south of the tracks...




Where the locals will cut you on sight for lookin' at 'em the wrong way. The Long Arm of the Law can't reach us here.




"I love it when you call me Big Poppa".




The Transaction.



Puff Daddy. Needless to say, we had more than enough action for one day.

J -- Fan Mail (oh, amour!)

"I'm a tall dark kitty lookin' for an orange lover man..."


"J'taime, ma cherie. Bisou! XOXXOOXXO, J"

P B and J present: Halloween

B won our costume contest. Miss Lady Bug B, the frickin' coolest ladybug in anyone's garden this year. All the more so because she made that costume herself.





J handily made second place as the Possessed Kitty from Sector 17.




P came in a distant third, dressed as the Tinfoil Sailor on the Sea of Cheese.

J -- Science Guy

J is hard at work preparing for his test in Physical Chemistry...






...five minutes later...






...and... he's spent. That science stuff is hard.

P -- Sellout

Nuts...

P makes stuff

A work in process in the P B and J labs: