Mommy was in a funk today - so the best way to fight a funk is to start a fiah fiah!!! We're waiting for Daddy to get home, or someone to bring us dinner. It's Friday night. Not sure where or when either is going to arrive...but we're funk fighters! I have been laughing out loud in my little perch at our counter as I look at these pictures. I have no idea why Sam is wearing this hat like this, but he likes it. Mom will tell you it's his Chef Krug hat, but I love the chin strap! He looks like he belongs on Monty Python!