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Monday 8 February 2010

From the camera. The lazy posting continues.

Helping Dad fix the car. It's one way to stop Dad swearing his head off ... or at least be quieter about it.






Being gentle with Jazz puss. It's a work in progress. Jazzy remains justifiably suspicious of the little ginger.



He won't take a bottle, but he'll drink gallons out of a hose. Go figure.



Good times with stories. He's eyeing up Jack in the first pic because Jack has what Cuinn has designated as his current teething toy of choice. Bleurg. Seriously, he has proper teething chewy stuff, quite a lot of it, and he's chosen the dogs' ball. Marvellous.

So cute.





4 comments:

What on my mind said...

FYI . . . i think the hose is simply preparation for university days sitting at the end of a beer keg while the couch burns merrily away and the cops arrive to shut the party down.
uber cute little guy but.

Simonne said...

Ug! That hadn't occured to me ... Damn.

caraMel said...

He is so cute! Your cat is lovely looking too.
I neeeeeed to see him again, and his lovely mummy too!

Dave said...

what the...? When did Cuinn shift out of baby mode?? He looks like a... well... a PERSON! Cute little ginger chubster person, at that!