When Pigs Fly

Not a whole lot to say about pottery today.  Unfortunately, I don't have the brain power for much of anything.  That's because my husband I both have.....swine flu.  No, I'm not kidding. 

We're fine.  We're generally healthy people and we aren't in any of the danger groups.  We caught it right away and started meds immediately.  But I still can't believe I had to call in sick due to swine flu.  Tell me, how many employers are actually gonna believe that one?  But it's true.  We're quarantined for at least a few more days.

So until my brain approaches something close to working, here are some pics of Buster to tide you over.

This was a rousing game of "are you coming in or staying out?"

This is why I'm picking cat hair out of all of my clay.  Shortly after this, he took a nap with his butt right up against the freshly made handles.  Oh well, it burns out in the kiln.

I get kisses

and I give kisses