I’m ready for my manicure. Where is the bowl for soaking my poor ol’ toes? Oh and I’ll have the bacon flavoured nail polish along with a soothing massage whilst I’m here!

– Marg at 11:35 am, 03 Jul 07

Talk to the paws.

– Big Grandma at 12:08 pm, 03 Jul 07

Jurassic Park raptor feet.

– Marly at 1:59 pm, 03 Jul 07

Hugo still can’t get his I-phone to take a good picture of Oliver’s face.

– Medicine Cabinet at 3:34 pm, 03 Jul 07

Rug cam.

– kato at 3:41 pm, 03 Jul 07

See??? That’s the pink I want on my nails!

– Alpa Patel at 4:46 pm, 03 Jul 07

Honest, I did NOT leave that stick there. You can still reach the bacon can’t you?

– RPF at 5:21 pm, 03 Jul 07

My mans are killing me…

– zorak at 6:13 pm, 03 Jul 07

WoW! Nice manicure, Oliver! Those big pinkies look better than ever.

– tm at 7:29 pm, 03 Jul 07

Those be toes.

– Ms. Karen at 12:07 am, 04 Jul 07

IN THE WINTERTIME, a Oliver curled up in as small a space as possible, filling the field of view and promising to make himself a house against the cold. Yet, when the summer returned, he lay asleep and stretched his full length—so great he could not even fit in the field of view. And in that summer warmth he decided that it would be neither easy nor necessary to make himself such a house.

– bonita at 12:37 am, 04 Jul 07

But, Bonita, he has a house. (Click the link under this line.)

– Michela at 5:05 pm, 04 Jul 07