Thursday, August 20, 2009

Ms Zombie wishes to convey her pleasure

After much deliberation over what exactly one feeds a Mutford anyway, the Zombie household is pleased to announce that they have successfully met with the Mutford clan, and it was good. Such an entirely cute family is indeed a rare and lovely thing.

The Zombie clan found each and every Mutford to be utterly charming and simply adorable. The laughs were endless, the stories flowed effortlessly, and there were only a handful of injuries.

The Zombies wish to thank the Mutfords all for gracing them with their delightful company and would like to invite them back to brighten the lives of said Zombies any time they wish.

One hopes that the dinosaurs were equally pleased to make their charming acquaintance.

15 comments:

Charlie said...

Boy, that's a mess a Mutfords!

kelly said...

so what did you feed them?

Wandering Coyote said...

Nice! I love hearing about other peoples' blog moots!

BeckEye said...

So, what DOES a Mutford eat?

Barbara Bruederlin said...

If four = a mess, then your calculations are correct, Charlie.

Famous Spolumbo's sausages - a Calgary institution, baked flatbreads with rosemary and sun-dried tomato, assorted olives and cheeses, stuffed grape leaves and jalapenos, a raw veggie platter, ice cream, oatmeal cookies and stewed rhubarb from our garden. Hungry yet, Kelly?

I hope we get to have one of our own someday, Wandering Coyote!

Evidently a Mutford will eat pretty much anything, Beckeye, judging by how gracious they were about the stuff I fed them.

Wandering Coyote said...

Oh, I'll get to Calgary one day. Only 8 hours by car and 16 by Greyhound! You & my BFF J are worth it, though.

kelly said...

sounds wonderful, ye si am as a matter of fact

John Mutford said...

To those wondering what to feed a Mutford, it's a safe bet that anything goes. I've been known to eat beluga, horse, ants, a tin can, and a leper. However, if you really want to make a Mutford happy, Barbara's menu works wonders.

Thanks for the wonderful evening Barbara. We were so relieved to learn that you weren't an axe murderer. Or that your axe was out for sharpening.

justacoolcat said...

I presume everyone feasted on words?

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Your friend and I will have to duke it out to see who gets to spend the most time with you, Wandering Coyote. Fortunately I am a rather good duker.

Shoulda been here, Kelly. We are still working on the leftovers.

Yes, you caught me at a most opportune time, John, all the instruments of torture were currently out on loan as well. Oh well, even an axe murderer needs a night off.
You Mutfords were a blogger meetup come true! Utterly adorable, each and every one of you! (And we are going to enjoy the lovely wine you brought tonight and shall raise a glass to you)

Literally, JustA!

Allison said...

Glad it was such a lovely evening! I've always wondered what to feed a Mutford, and now I know. Mystery solved. :)

Barbara Bruederlin said...

See? Now you are all prepared should you ever find a Mutford or two on your doorstep, Al. It's a public service I am happy to provide.

Gifted Typist said...

The Zombies, how sweet, I had no idea that the Mr. took your name!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Oh yes, we are a proud matriarchal lineage, Gifted.

Dale said...

The Mutfords?! Lucky you, and them!