some pig

A little illustration I made of our "Pig."

toys for breakfast

There is a definite line-up of destruction, when it comes to the toys that I have made for Breakfast through the months that he's been here.

Some are relatively new and have no idea what they're in for, and sometimes it is best not to know.

Others have been here since the very beginning and are hanging onto every last thread, just to stay alive.

For those of you who are sensitive to imagery, you may want to look away. If your eyes have been pried out and eaten, it's probably for the best.

While you may think that these toys are suffering . . .

They are are being loved . . . to death.


co co

It isn't often that we get to see where our creations end up, so it was an absolute joy when my dearest friend Colette sent a picture of both of our latest creations; Connor in his cocoon. They both turned out beautifully. Definitely, Colette has me beat on this one. I can't wait to meet the sweet, little, butterfly in the Fall.

Welcome to the world, sweet boy!

Photograph by Colette Molloy


stylish breakfast

Someone has been looking quite fancy these days, thanks to The Mod Dog and their lovely handmade collars. I'm really impressed with the quality and care put into the product, and not to mention that Breakfast is pretty much the most handsome dog on the block. He likes to advertise it in our front window.

It probably took me a good hour or two to decide on which one(s) to go with, as there are so many fun patterns to choose from. But, after narrowing down the list of maybes and what to choose(s), we ended up going for the Dino Dog martingale (for walking) and In the Woods buckle collar (cannot find the link) - as a story bird like myself couldn't resist a 'Little Red' and smiling trees.

So while we walk the dinosaur and play in the woods, we'll keep practicing our blue steel and being Mod while Breakfast continues to grow like a weed. We may even just have to return for more pretty collars in the years to come. Oh shucks! That's just too bad isn't it? ..... I love it.

Thank you, Mod Dog!


saturday: softy colors

A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, heart warming moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.



It happens to be a certain old man's birthday today, as you may recall my old post about creating a day and identity for our walking enigma cat. He could be 18 for all we know. 200? No matter, we love him just as much as when we first brought him home 8 years ago. Wow, have we come a long way.

He may be a bit more fragile around the edges - and finicky with food and digestion - but the boy holds his own rather well by keeping Breakfast in line, showing him who owns the front window and that being old and gray has a sense of power behind the six and a half pounds of fluff.

I am so happy we get to see another year and celebrate another day of Tim.


calling all guinea pigs

A trio of Johns were passing through the neighbourhood just the other day, and asked if we knew of any puppies who might want to take them for a test run to see how they stand up to the test of chewing, chomping, shaking, pulling, fetching and possibly some ripping to shreds. Oh, these Johns mean serious business by laughing in the face of danger. Just look at those smug grins.

Because we have had our share of Johns in this house already, we are asking you to send us a small shout out via comment or email by telling us what breed of guinea pig you have, what type of play they prefer most, and maybe what their toy chewing track record is like. If chosen, we will send one of the Johns your way, along with a little survey to see how they behave as house guests.

So, do you think your little pig can crack the code? Give us a try and see. *enter smug grin, here.



And, we have lift-off.



It looks like we have a few little experiments going on over here, as we have been testing out our toys on a new, little, and more challenging audience. I must say that the audience is getting quite spoiled, these days. We are currently taste testing ice cream.

Because puppies are much more heavy handed -and mouthed- than the babies we typically make our toys for, we have had much to consider when it comes to the materials and design of our product, to ensure they stand up to the test of magnificent abuse, and are safe for different shapes and sizes, and styles of play.

From observation and plenty of running, tugging, throwing, snorting, flapping and chomping tests, we may just be on to something promising. And since Breakfast probably needs a break from so much hard work of being my lab *Pig* maybe your little chewer might want to be an assistant, for what's coming up next.

Stay tuned!



The ice cream man is coming!



My Fair Lady meets Andrew.



One of -the many- things I love about Breakfast is that he is a walking graphic design. Bold, dynamic, and just plain handsome.

saturday: pea pod boats

A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, heart warming moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.


long story

This is John Long.

John Long is a questionable looking man.

Someone said that John Long is as tall as the CN Tower.

John Long likes to suntan in the backyard. He gets noticed quickly.

There is a rumor that John Long can make puppies fly.

John Long runs away with puppies.

John Long gets tipsy off of puppies.



A little bit I did, inspired by a photo - by Leo Fuchs- of Audrey Hepburn.



My giant cat eyes finally arrived. Now I can start hoarding, to become the crazy cat lady on the block.