Getting All Pretty for Thanksgiving

Good morning, nice people! 

As you can see, I'm stuck in the Great White Watery Abyss of Torture. I don't understand why Mummsy even bothers anymore. I'm old and don't really care how I look or smell anymore. It would be nice if I could just sleep and eat. That's it! That's all I need.

If I were you, I'd stop complaining. Be thankful you're still with us. Besides, Grandpa is coming for Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow. We have to be at our best. Maybe if you didn't whiz and poo all over yourself, you wouldn't need tortured.

Hmmf! As always your stupid, stupid. Why can't you just agree with me for once!

Stop whining, pansy-boy! People don't like complainers. Count your blessings and help me wish all the nice people a Happy Thanksgiving.

We love your visits, the treats, and the belly rubs you all give!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Lots of Licks and belly rubs!

Sir Poops and Hair Ball

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Taking Time

Hello, nice people! Hair Ball, here.

Me and Sir Poops will only be posting for the ISWG, on the first Wednesday of the month.

I want to keep my brother around as long as possible. If anyone wants an interview or help revealing a cover email us at: authorshellyarkon@gmail.com. Mummsy will give us the message.

Also, we promised to interview Bish's spider. We have yet to do that and are hoping to have it ready by August 1st.

Me and Sir Poops give you lots of lovey-loves and belly rubs.

Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Happy New Year!

SPAL: Hello, nice people. I know, I know. You and year are spelled wrong. I've had a little too much kibble already.

HB: Yeah. He did.

SPAL: Anyway, we wanted to thank all of you who visit, follow, and comment. We love company.

HB: Yeah. We do.

SPAL: We're hoping for another great year of belly rubs and treats.

HB: Lots of treats! Bring 'em on.

SPAL: We also hope to keep Mummsy motivated to get Killer Stilettos finished and published. 

HB: And White Trash and Pill Heads.

SPAL: And help promote all of you.

Happy New Year!