Sunday Selfie

 

Happy Sunday pals! Today are also my grandparent's annifursary - I heard they is going out to dinner to celebrate. GOOD, at least I am not missin out on any tasty noms by bein in Lubbock, BOL BOL!

Happy Anniversary!

Today it are my grandma and grandpa's annifursary!

Dey has been married for 39 years!!

Happy anniversary from your trio of westie girls!

How bout some steak to celebrate??

Happy Anny-fur-sary!

Today it are my grandma and grandpa's anny-fur-sary. Dey has been married for a bajillion years! Momma says it are really just 38, but I says a bajillion!

So I had to give em a bajillion kisses!! Ok, maybe not a bajillion, but I are pretty shure it wuz more than 38.

Happy anny-fur-sary from your westie trio of terrierificness!! 

Happy Anniversary!

Today it are my grandma and grandpa's annifursary!

Dey's been married 37 years! Time to party!

Dey went out to eat and got some nice presents.

But dere wuz a problem.

Do ya see that thing? It invaded MY living room and did not belong there. I growled it. I think it wuz a zombie. Or maybe an alien. 

 

Or maybe a robot alien. I know Grandpa likes dose Star Wars movies, but I do not need no R2D2 going beep beep at me. Or no BB8. NO FANKS!

Finley says it are a BBQ smoker and dat Grandma are gonna make some tasty noms in it and I need to not growl it.

I still says robot alien.

Brinley says since it are not on TV, she do not care.

Happy Anny-fur-sary!

Today it are my grandma and grandpa's anny-fur-sary!

Me and Brinley wore our sham-pain dresses to sell-a-brates. 

Do ya fink Finley can help us snag some bubbly?

Yappy Annyfursary!

Happy yappy annyfursary to Finley's peeps (my grandpeeps)!  Dey has been married 33 years today!

I are wearin my sham-pain dress to celebrates.  It are time to break out da bubbly (I luvs lickin sham-pain off of my momma's fingers).

See da sham-pain bottles on da dress and da lil sham-pain buttons?

I's ready to celebrate.

Some of y'all has been wonderin how we is doin wif all of dis weather.  Well, we wuz ok until late last night.  Dat are when Plano got over 7 inches of rain (on tops of all da udder rain we has had) and our sunroom flooded.  My momma and Finley's momma spent hours and hours of da late late night or early morning (whatever ya calls 3 or 5 in da AMs) moppin up da sunroom wif towels, wringin em out in a big bucket, and dumpin water outside.  It wuz no fun for dem at all, a lotta hard work and now dey has sore backs, arms, well, ya names it basically.  And my momma, she are still kinda sick wif dis nasty cold thing.  And it wuz a real crummy way to start out your annyfursary for Finley's momma.  So dey really earned dat speshul dinner dey is gettin tonite, dat are for sures.  And a lots more, BOL BOL.  

We's all ok now, and we's hopin dis rain goes AWAY!  Momma says if she hears one more person say somefin bout "well at least we're not in a drought now" or "we needed the rain" she is gonna punch em in da face.  And my momma, she are pretty small, but she are tuff and works out all da time, and she did punch a woman in da face who wuz tryin to steal me years ago.  So don't say nuffin positive to rains bout her, ok??  Unless ya wants your nose rearranged, BOL!