A former college-radio DJ, Mrs. Kennedy has driven cross-country six times in a 1973 Volkswagen Bug and enjoys standing on her head.
Currently she works a straight job and is just about finished writing her first novel.
Attempting three-day-weekend cinnamon rolls. Much rising. Many sugar. Raisins? No raisins.
Babes in Beverly Hills.
Dressing room door selfie.
Works fine, as long as you’re okay with whatever it does.
*basking furiously* #turtleintensity
Driveway on Anacapa and Arlington. #santabarbara
That last bit of sun at the top. #nofilter
Tentative Dog Responds to Encouragement, Inspires Nation
No real way to explain this. #catpushing
Hi! Good morning! Hi!
That hollow-eyed look of betrayal when he realizes I’ve been withholding an empty drawer from him since I got that little rolling file LAST SUMMER. #caturday
Someone is not sure about being at the vet’s office.
Their license plate said CHEW TOY 🦄🦄🦄
I don’t even know what to say about this situation, Richard.
Really sorry I missed the opening for this show.
Thinking of becoming a fashion blogger. Is this a good angle?
1. In 2. Out 3. MY STRIPES MATCH UP YAY
Nature is weird. Also, this is not the Seafoam Green that Crayola taught me to expect in life.
Rainy day cuddle.
It got cold all of a sudden.
I made a pillow fort.
Peewee is eight today! ❤️🍰❤️🍰❤️
Happy 8th birthday, Peewee! All the hugs belong to you today. ❤️😍❤️🍰❤️
Peewee doesn't understand why someone would gently sprinkle confetti all over his head. #fiesta #santabarbara
Feeling a little fragile today, Dr. Russell took 3.2 liters of fluid out of Peewee's abdomen this morning. His heart's gotten weaker but he's still a good boy. Thinking good thoughts as he rounds the corner towards his eighth birthday!
Not happy about this new "kibble only" situation.
I'm hiding from the sun!
It's important to groom your balls.
Mom why is he sitting on me.
The first thing I like to do in the morning is go back to bed.