Well the complaints have been pouring in from far and wide... "Mr Burns, you are lazy!", "Hey Basset, quit goofing around and make a new post!", "You ain't nothing but a hound dog, slacking all the time." And so forth. Well anyway, tomorrow is Canada Day and you can rest assured that there will be many photos taken, and provided that there is not too much Molson's consumed, a sure-fire giganto posting to follow. In the meanwhile, have a wee gander at these select shots.Madeleine told me to dedicate this super awesome picture to her Uroma who today was the successful recipient of a brand spanking new hip from the good people of the Greater Ottawa Health Authority. This basset wishes her well and knows that she'll be up and about in time for the family visit at the end of the month.
One small step for a Baby M, one giant leap for mankind.
This is how kind I am. You see, I know that most people really want to see the Baby M, so I am quite content to place myself in the background, the far background and let Little Miss Sunshine get all the glory she is rightfully due.
"Hey Mr Burns, get in here really tight, because I'm only going to say this once. It's hot and I want to go to the waterpark!"
Well, in case you haven't figured it out by now (and have obviously been living under a rock), what Madeleine says, goes. So off to the multi-million dollar water park we went.
Now as you can see, millions of dollars don't buy what it used to.
Here is Madeleine cooking up a scheme to snatch those Baby Mum Mum from Dad's pocket.
Here is Baby M enjoying the working waterpark.
Unfortunately, about 15 minutes after our arrival, the darn thing went kaput, leaving a run for McDonald's shakes as the only respite. Again, a million samolians don't get you much these days.