Nom Nom Chicken! I don't have any pretty picture of it, but this is what happens during most dinners...
So remember what goes on in Las Vegas, stays in Las Vegas? Well, one of the things that stayed in Las Vegas was Poppy's little pillow. Her Grandmother made it for her when she was a kid. Poppy took her pillow on most of our travels. She uses it to cover her eyes so that icky old daylight doesn't get in when she's sleeping until noon. Okay, okay, she's not slept until noon since we moved.
We figured her leaving the pillow in Vegas was a sign that she should have a new one. After all, she's got the most important part of the pillow and that is the pillowcase that Grandma made.
Here is her replacement pillow. I liked it so much I had to have one too.
Poppy's is the black one: Flat-Bat-Pat. Mine is the other (not the dog). Her original name is Babo, but Fatass likes the name "Flabo" much better! Jax-The-Cheese-Connesewer doesn't like change so she's unsure if she likes them or not.
Since yesterday was Sunday there wasn't any mail, UPS or FedEx delivery so maybe my Archie-Hikers will come today! Oh, please; oh, please; oh, please!