Correspondence: Dear Great Pumpkin

Dear Great Pumpkin,

Please don't be offended, but Kelly doesn't like pumpkin in her mouth. She feels pumpkins should be seen, but not tasted.  Frankly, I agree.

As does Rufus. 

(BTW: This was the first and last time we dressed the Edward Cullen loving pumpkin up.) 

Pumpkin pies, cookies, cakes, pancakes, soups, beers...it doesn't matter.  In any form, we think you are pretty gross.

Despite our dislike of your flavor, your presence is still requested on Halloween night.  Hope to see you there.

Best regards,
Dfest

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb.

One hot August day, my purse started singing the tarantella. I frantically dug through my knock-off Longchamp as to not miss my mom's call.  Success.  Here is a snippet from the conversation:

Mum: Danya?

Me: Yes.

Mum: Rufus is half human.

Me: Huh?  I thought he was half Jack Russell.

Mum: Wait, wait...let me explain: he loves listening to Edward play the piano.

Me: We don't have a piano.

Mum: I know that. But Edward does.

Me: Who is Edward?

Mum: Edward Cullen! The vampire! I'm watching Twilight.  Rufus is fixated on the film right now.  He loves watching Edward play.

Me: Well, he does have very refined taste, I suppose.

Mum: Wait til you see it.  I dvr-ed the movie.  Put it on the next time you are here.

So I did exactly that.

Turns out...she was right.  So long as Edward is on the screen, he won't look away...

Soulmating with Rufus

This video not only demonstrates how afraid Rufus is of my medicine ball, but it also highlights my ahmazing cinematography on my cool pix.