Posted by on Jan 29, 2017 | 16 comments

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Hey, mama, bring me that Hawaiian Tropic 50, okay?

Well, mama came home yesterday and her hands looked like that frog I was talking about in another blog and papa (whom I did not recognize because he had no BEARD, whatever that is) was red as the proverbial lobster, which we do NOT have around here very often if at all and they had been to something called a dermo in French (short for dermatologist, whatever that is) to have thingies taken off that start showing up years after those dumb anthros spread themselves out like sun-dried tomatoes and slathered baby oil and iodine all over themselves and baked into beef jerky!!

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NO, NO, NO!!!!!! Bad Anthro!

Serves them right, but evidently their muzzles and paws will heal and be back to normal in a week or so and then they’ll really have to be SMART…get that–S-M-A-R-T about going out in the sun without creams or hats (they haven’t done that for years but still…) and really think about the fact that the ozone layer is diminished and there is not the same protection as there was before for anthros, especially the ones with rosy skin.  Mama is a bit more olive-y but she has had problems, too.  I am going to learn to fetch soon.  Yes, yes I know kitties don’t fetch, but Mya is teaching me how to get their hats and bring them to their feet so that they won’t forget to COVER their muzzles and other parts against sun damage.

I guess there aren’t hats for hands, right?  Okay, okay sunscreen–EVERY DAY, you hear?

It’s either that or finger puppets on each paw.

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