Being Stuffed for STUFFED

Our friend, Janelle, showed us a fun magazine the other day entitled STUFFED. There were loads of picture of plush toys, handmade and designed by creative folks all over the country. The BFBG thought it was a good match for us and decided to *plush* us. He sent us to California to be considered for their publication. We'll see what happens.

And we are definitely going to the manufacturer. Someday soon! We'll act as prototypes and then there will be Jolly Troops members soaring around the world!

*Plush* Al :: A Morning Refrigerator Stowaway

Algernon and I stayed over at the Black Framed Blonde Guy's house last night. This morning, when he opened the refrigerator, BFBG yelled. Now you gotta remember: Algernon loves any (and I mean ANY) green food or green beverage. BFBG had prepared a sun-shiney kind of drink of Limeade with mint leaves and cucumber slices. Al couldn't resist the greeny zing and somehow worked himself onto the top shelf. When he came out, his feathers weren't even cold. How does that work?




Meet Penny Cochin

She's hard to beat. In anything. Especially running. If she had her way, our wings would be placed on our heals. She has found out there is a city in India called Cochin and now she wants to run there, to find out if that is where she is from. I've told her, "Penny, you can't run across the ocean! You can fly across it, but not run!" She isn't convinced. She likes the beat of a waltz, drinking lemonade with little mint leaves, and leaving really hyper-spazzy messages on her cell phone (which she changes every day). She's got a one-track mind and thinks of life as a race, so that every once in awhile, she'll be flying next to you and then she'll start yelling, "Go! Go! You can finish! You can do it! Dig in! Go hard! Win!!" even though we're just flying from one bakery awning to the next.