Milo, in his favorite place. Watching over those inside and out.
Shiloh, top shelf. Sammie next down. The curtains are in constant danger!

So anyway, I was smiling at Shiloh and Milo as they spread out on my bed. I laughed and said they were my identical twins like the Pea soup guys.

My husband couldn’t remember that. He was raised in So. Cal. too. So I looked them up.

Enjoy. Not our favorite soup. He didn’t like the peas. I didn’t like the bacon.