You’re the best Typist a duck could have!

*big pink ducky hugs*
Love, George

It has been way too hot for a week. The Typist keeps mumbling about dog days of June and whoever heard of this heat in June. I think she’s losing it. So somebody please turn down the heat.

I like to be a helpful duck. So I help the Typist check the po box. It is way up at the top. I have to fly up there and peek in.  Nothing much today.  Maybe next time there will be something for my kittehs!

Even though you are not exactly my Mom, you take good care of me. So I want to wish you a happy mom’s day too.

Lots of *ducky hugs* for you!

I got you  a rose for your desk too

Love,
George

I wanted my picture taken with Grandmaduck. She said she was having a bad hair day, so her hair did not get photographed.

The Typist and I shared a huge iced tea. It was twice as tall as me!!! So I sat on the lid.

The Snausage McMuffin I shared with the Typist was very yummy. I made her eat the egg part though.

I wish I could go out to eat with Grandmaduck and the Typist every day!

It’s from my buddy @RudyCKat and his family.  It is a cheery get well wish for my Typist  It made her smile big.

That was very nice of Rudy and his family  Thank you Rudy and everyone!

Then she’s turned into a fleshpot… err scentpot fiend.  She’s gone berzerk for all these solid perfumes in pots and sticks that she gets on Etsy!  She smells like a mad florist!

Then she got this crazy Santa hat. It’s way too big for me!

And it looks dumb on her too. Especially when she’s taking medicine that makes her dopey. So I “lost” it. QOL

Then on top of that, she’s become addicted to the Twitter Song! I can’t imagine why! I mean, it has naughty lyrics and everything. Gosh, I am embarassed!

What do you think I should do about my Typist?

I made it all the way to the top of the kitty tower! That is a big accomplishment for someone as small as me.

I was getting the Typist her supplement thingies when I fell in. Oopsy.

I got to meet Uncle Milty’s daughter Natasha. She is very, very pretty.

I thought the Typist’s knee surgery scars were funny. So I drew a face on her knee.

Life can be a whole lot of fun

My typist is revolting. Or rebelling. Or whatever.  She says that she will not keep up a site and 2 blogs for me. Meanie!  Oh well.

So I have moved all the posts from my Adventures of George the Duck and George the Duck Graphics blogs over here. Then there is only one thing for my Typist to deal with. And she can stop revolting. Or whatever.