Whew!

Well...now that Dad's birthday is over, that officially ends what we think of as "The Holiday Season" here in the Beck household.
There are so many holidays and birthdays for us between November (Thanksgiving), December (Mom and Dad's wedding anniversary and Christmas), January (New Years) and February (THREE family birthdays and Valentines Day) that the normal holiday season from Thanksgiving to Christmas just doesn't cut it for us.
It's nice that that is all over, and now we can just look forward to Mom's birthday...in August! Whew!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Happy Birthday Dad

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here to say "Happy Birthday Dad"!
Dad is turning 27 years old today. That makes him 189 years old in dog years. That is super old! He's so old that I can't really believe how old he is...he's practically older than dirt! Wow!
At any rate, Happy Birthday Dad! I sure love you, and I hope that you get to go on one of those bike rides that you love so much to celebrate...but make sure that you take me for a long walk first. In fact, maybe ONLY take me for a nice long walk...yeah...THAT sounds like a nice way to celebrate.
And then, we can both go home and eat the Swedish Pancakes that Mom is making you for dinner.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck
PS: "Happy Birthday Leah"!

What Was THAT?

What was that?! What was that noise?
Oh...it's the sound that the weekend makes when it whooshes on by!
Darn.
Maybe the next one will be longer? Hmm? Longer than the traditional 2 days? That would be AWESOME!
Hope that your weekend was great, even if it was only 2 days long.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

It's The Weekend; Let's Go!

Hey Mom and Dad, it's the weekend!
Let's all go do something other than hanging out in the snow, OK?
Come on, lets go!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

And Now it's Mom is Coming For Me...!

Argh! First those two little snowballs lodged themselves on my nose and forehead, and now their Momma is coming for retribution!
Oh no!
Please, giant snowball, have mercy!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

It's Still On Me!

Oh my gosh, the snow, it's STILL on me!
Only now, it's on my forehead!
Help!
Jemima Jones Beck

Argh! It's On Me! It's On Me!

Argh! Oh my gosh! The snow - it's on me! It's on me! It's on my nose - get it off! Get it off!
Help!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

High Five

High Five! It's Monday! Woo Hoo! Yeah!
I love Monday's so much...don't you?...No?
Oh, that's right, I don't like Mondays either...bummer.
Well, try to enjoy the holiday, and the rest of the week, even if it DOES all start with a Monday.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

I'm Looking at You Mom

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
Mom took this picture right after she bathed me (you can tell because my fur is all sticky-upy in the back there). It cracks her up how I always go and lay on Dad after baths. She thinks it's because I want to get warm by sapping his lap heat but the truth is, I want him to protect me from the horror that is baths!
Maybe, if I sit on his lap FOREVER, Mom won't be able to bathe me ever again.
Although...Dad does voluntarily take a shower every single day...hmmm...maybe I need to rethink this strategy.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Poor Dad

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
I am sad AND super excited today because Dad is sick.
Dad being sick means that he is staying home for at least part of the day to snuggle with me, so I am super excited about that, but also very sad that Dad is sick in the first place - poor Dad!
I am also a little bit sad because all of our snuggling is punctuated by hacking coughs that wake me up. Ugh! Be quiet and hold still for the snuggling Dad! Sheesh!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

The Weekend!

Hi! Everyone,
Jemima Jones Beck here.
I am super excited that today is Friday because that means that atleast part of the next two days can be devoted to this: snuggling with Dad and Mr. Frogfrog!
Maybe Mom could snuggle with us too as long as she remembers to make me food first.
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck

Cold!

Hi! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here to say "brrrr!".
It is super cold here in Lakewood, Colorado today: -31 degrees Fahrenheit with the wind chill!
Mom MADE me go outside for a potty break and it was horrible - I swear that my pee froze into little peecicles as it was coming out. And I know that Mom's nose hairs and boogers froze because she kept saying "Jemima! Hurry Up! My nose hairs have frozen together and it feels WEIRD!!".
I wonder if I could get Mom and Dad to take me to Mexico, or maybe Fiji, for a little beach break...hmmm...I'll have to work on that one.
At any rate, I better go snuggle with the kitties before they freeze to death but before I go, Mom wanted me to let Pearl and Daisy know that we are going to be mailing their package on Saturday (which is the first day that Mom can get to the post office before it closes), so they should see it sometime next week!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck