Grumble...The Photo

I give my boy 2-to-1 odds.

The Grumble in Grottoes

The fight preparation wasn't anything special. The audience had to wait until both fighters were awake and not hungry.

Then finally two hours after everyone had arrived the time had come. Alexander "The Great" entered the ring first in an all maroon onesy. "Babyface" Aiden stepped through the ropes in a kacky with a brown paw print onesy.

Unfortunately all of the action occurred in the pre-fight introduction. Just before the publicity photo was taken, there was an incidental headbutt. After watching the replay it is still unclear who was at fault.

Neither fighter was able to continue. There corners asked them if they were alright but all the two of them could do was drool. The fight was call before the bell had even rung, but the two heroic fighters did pose for a photo together.

After speaking with there managers the fight will go on at a later date to be announced. But the location is in question. It is unknown wether it will still be in Grottoes or in Strasburg.

I can see a rivalry rising in these two young stars that will last for years to come.

Welcome Another New Baby Gamer

I don't know if I can return the kind words, but congratulations on your new little boy!

Just a week and two days apart, I hope our boys get to meet each other and be like family, kind of like the way I feel with you guys.

Welcome to the world of baby boys! I hope he gives your little girls hell all way through!

You. Game now!

In what is surely an emotional, last ditch effort for our cat, The Cheat, to secure his place in our growing family (our baby is way past overdue), this morning he woke us up tearing down the hallway, frantic and panicked, landing on our bed in a ball of fuzzy relief, finally untangling himself from his voluntary confines, as if to shed them there on purpose.

I looked down and found myself looking at my Xbox microphone headset that I'm pretty sure the night before I had left in the living room after a 2 a.m. gaming session.

I got it. I knew what trying times were ahead for our little kitty and that he too had realized his impeding future state: restless nights in bed with us getting up for baby issues. Less petting time. Not as many indoor/outdoor transitions at his beck and call. Dire times are ahead for our only "child". How much time would he lose with us? Our attention could not possibly handle the strain of another!

But worry not, little kitty. With such devotion, such verve, actions such as this will never lead you to a life of unappreciation and lonliness. No, you will always have a place in our laps...and our hearts.