your daily earl
he is all things to all men.
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“i’ve had a tough day at the office and i just want to lie down”
(gratuitous photo of jack- thanks dad)
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all-nighters happen to the best and brightest.
sweet pumpkin pie is tuckered out after a long day and night of writing page after page about elizabethan architecture.
what happens when gothic and classical styles come together? p-earl-fection in the guise of a unique architectural mode reflective of english culture and national identity.
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with the “nostalgia” setting on my camera, who can tell where the floor ends and earl begins?
the perfect assassin becomes one with his surroundings.
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in response to the horrifying swinging baby yoga videos, earl and i thought that it was appropriate to teach the world how to properly handle your most precious babies.
earl’s favourite is the downward facing cat/helicopter position.
namaste.
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having donated the carpeted mini-tree to my sister’s kittens, jack and earl found themselves without a scratching post.
one day, mom brought home a brand new scratching post for the boys, but it appears that one kitty has precedence over the other. contrary to what usually happens in our house, earl has claimed the scratching post as his own, while jack continues to use the wooden door jamb as his stress releasing tool.
earl has taken to perching atop his new scratching post, which has now been dubbed his couch. with the comfort of a chez-lounge and the convenience of a scratching post, the duality of earl’s new toy does not go unnoticed.
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the thanksgiving long weekend is over and, i must admit, i was not ready to say goodbye to this little monster.
who knew that a little bit of catnip on a mossy green carpet could be so much fun?!
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happy birthday to my beautiful mama.
she is earl’s favourite person in the world. when she broke her foot, who was the first to come to her rescue? well, i think that jack was.. but earl was right behind him.
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appropriate for the 30th posting on yourdailyearl, one of the many “here fishy fishy” photographs.
what a darling.
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earl is also a garbage kitty.
i believe this derelict behaviour stems from his childhood on the streets. he is notorious for ripping open fast food bags to get at the french fries inside. for those who know me, you would realize that it takes a lot for me to share my food with anyone, and yet i would gladly share my french fries with my early bird.
although i don’t believe earl has ever killed a family of raccoons, i bet these two kitties would get along famously.
