I was playing nicely, Mom had to try to get my annual Christmas photo.

Woof! Hey, is that for me?

Feeding time for Smokie! Poor Smokie, she has squamous cell carcinoma, going to the oncologist next week. She's only 9, treatments reputedly aren't much help. Can you see her swollen cheek?

Here's Smokie. She's having a rough time, I think another trip to the vet

is coming this week. She has a swelling on the side of her face, & the long-acting antibiotic

isn't making it go down :o(.

She's not eating as much dry food, it must bother her.

But tonight she ate half a can of Fancy Feast!

I have to sit with her when she eats. Poor Smokie! You'll be better soon!

And so began the quest for this year's Christmas card.

Due to an unfortunate accident at the park, I'm forced

to use another camera I have. Each picture is rarely in focus,

and always grainy up close.

I loved this one, Duncan's Christmas sweater

is peeking--he loves it! Grumbles if I try to take it off.

He's sleeping in it now!

Whatcha lookin' at? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?

Just because some of you are crazy enough to get

up at this ungodly hour to go fishing

doesn't mean the rest of us are! Geez!

Remember the puppy days? Here's Duncan as he starts to look like a grownup! And

D as a pup, and one of the first pictures of him, at almost 8 weeks. Wow! I feel old.