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Dog, cat, and cannon blogging.

I've given up on goat blogging, as I am unable to meet certain people's standards for accuracy. So this is about Suellen, Gunner, Molly, Little Orphan Annie, and a cannon. The goatling in the picture is completely coincidental, even if she was born on February 29 and is named Carrie, after another leap-year baby we know.

carrie.jpgUncle Gunner and Aunt Molly did come to inspect the irrelevant object, with Gunner mugging for the camera.  He's *such* a camera hog.

Gunner and Molly

All of this took place in the very Castle Living Room - with an annoying dog, sleeping cat, crate of goat hair, and... wait for it... a cannon.  Quelle Surprise!

Suellen, Little Orphan Annie, and a cannon.

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Can you just see the dog slightly tapping the base of said cannon to shift it pointing left about 6 more inches......
 
It'd just put a hole in the cushion.

Which might momentarily startle teh kitteh, but only momentarily...
 
 If it's not aimed at the Kitteh, he'll arouse for a bit, then return to his former somnambulent state. They may arouse briefly, but if the can opener is silent, then there's no reason to shift much.
   
Yeppers, that's a Cannon - and the better of the Conrad boys. I did like classic Wild, Wild West but even as a kid it was a little too out there for me. 
 
 Ima always figured one day Conrad would pull out a Graf Spee.












Pocket Battleship. (ahem)

 
Yaknow, sometimes your life closely resembles a Felini movie. 
 
Goats are cool, and funny.  Nice kid there.