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Reminiscing Royalty- Portrait of Peaches Day By Day

A New Royal Appointment!

Hear Ye Hear Ye!

Tis I my darlings and I am most pleased to announce the Royal Appointment of Samson, who will now be known as Page and Junior advisor to my wonderful Royal self! We are planning a most Royal welcome for Samson and his mother, Lady J, who are moving from Canada to become part of our happy and dignified household.

It is so wonderful to bring new blood into the mainstream of kingdom life. And to start training one early in connection with Royal responsibility, Noblese oblige, is ever so marvelous. It is refreshing that Samson will not lower himself to common dining and already Lady J insists on nothing but the best in nourishment for the young Page Samson.

Ah, my dear courtiers, the excitement of even thinking of all this has Us very fatigued, time for the Royal nap.

Visions of Sugarplums.....

Well my darlings, another year has come and gone and the royal domain is all a flurry of activity as the humans rush about looking for marinated rawhide, greenies and savory rib bones for the royal stocking.

I am still not sure why the humans insist on blinky lights and a fake tree... natural trees are much more fun to try chewing when one is bored! I have noticed that on the television most trees have lovely packages to unwrap and I certainly am very capable of unwrapping..but there are no gifts under our tree..... hmmmmm... I wonder why my humans don't want We Royals to open their gifts? Would it not be most helpful to accomplish the task early on so they can relax from their dedicated labors to Us???!

Of course, nothing pleases we royals more than the exquisite aromas eminating from the kitchen of our comfey cozy abode. Surely, the extra ham and spaghetti casserole must be for MY dinner. I wonder what the humas will eat to celebrate? Hmmmm, perhaps I should be kind, generous and share the bounty.... oh, why not? If Scrooge could spare a goose for Tiny Tim, certainly I could do better, being the wonderfully loving Royal that I am.... cannot afford protests from the royal subjects! At any rate, I am not moving from the observation level during the preparation, after all, it is MY food!


Fa la la la la, and a Good King Wenseslas to you all!

They Shall Not Eat Cake!

Well my loyal subjects, I must confess that even we Royals do succumb to mischief now and again. Yesterday as I was strolling through the kitchen I came upon, of all things, a freshly baked birthday cake. My human had been preparing this cake for her daughter's birthday, but there was no one about at the moment.

I being Royal and quite the professional taste tester decided that no good birthday celebration is complete without verification that said cake is worthy, I mean truly WORTHY of celebratory events!!!

Early in life we Royals are trained to find valuable items and certainly a freshly baked cake hidden under a towel at the back of the stove qualifies. Imagine my joy at finding the cake was better with each tasty mouthful.... oh dear, hmmmmm.... not much cake left. No one would notice all those tiny crumbs on the floor if I leave the cake plate towards the back of the stove. Oh yes, and no one will notice the crumbs all over the stove since they have fallen down into the flame pans.... Where is that footman with the dustbroom????

Alas my darlings.... the deed was discovered and I was exiled off the island for the remainder of the evening. A new cake was baked and is now hidden in the microwave away from my most capable testing jaws. I will have to go to the Royal chapel and pray that the humans are not disappointed without further Royal quality control.