11 weeks old - it's all about Joe

Me, me, me, me, me.

This week Joe hogs the limelight, although to be fair only because Evie spent a lot of time sleeping. And we're sure she'll get her own back soon.

Scene 1: - In which I score my first chick (and my sister wasn't even looking)
So here I am, with my ladeeez in da club - Evie on the right, Athene on the left, she's one of our new friends (check out her blog from our links on the right).

I went for the old "yawn and sneak the arm around the shoulder routine" - she never noticed - I'm definitely in there.


"Yo bartender - wassup - gimme another bottle of Cristal and 3 Hennessey chasers"

Scene 2: My new Personal Assistants George and Rosie
Here I am with more new friends who like to do lots of things for me. So far they've pushed me in the swing, stroked my head, and generally made sure I'm ok. They also didn't drop me which was a bonus. For that I saved up my poop until Dad took me back off them.

I could get used to this PA malarkey.


Scene 3: The new man in the hat
Now I have no idea what JazzFunk is, nor do I know "how to get down" or "take it to the bridge", but I do know a good makeshift hat when i see one.

Here I am in my latest invention - the sleepsuit beany.

"On yer bike Jamiroquai, there's a new space cowboy in town."