Beka hasn’t chosen a new name for her reign as The Beka, so we’ll see what happens as she settles into her new digs.
(I have no idea what any of that means…)
But I think it’s time for another Bekapalooza on the Phabulous Photo Phriday…
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“Well it’s dang well about time…” |
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And now, the poetic side of The Beka… |
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To sleep… |
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Perchance to dream… |
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Perhaps THE DWEAD PIWATE WOBERTS HAS COME FOR YOUR SOOOOOOUL!! |
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“Yo – photo boy. Yeah, you – Mr. Put-out-less-than-flattering-pics-of-The-Beka-and-make-her-say-things-contrary-to-her-sweet-and-loving-nature. Unless you want to be wearing drafty underwear for the next 5 years, KNOCK IT OFF!” |
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“An artist of my caliber shouldn’t have to put up with poopy like this. Really.” |
Since The Beka is coming up on her first birthday, I thought a little perspective would help. Hopefully you can see this well enough:
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On the right, adoption day. On the left, growing into the underwear-shredding machine we all know and love… |
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That was then… (June 16, 2012) |
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And this is now… (whenever the heck I took this pic – in the last 6 weeks. Maybe) |
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Then… |
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Now. |
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Then… |
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Now. |
*sigh* We’re in SO much trouble. And really happy about it.
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“You alright there, old man?” “Bring it, furface.” |
Thanks for joining us for another Phabulous Photo Phriday. Tune in next week to hear BekaV say…
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“About that ‘no pets allowed’ thing in the Palace? Fuggedaboudit.” |