If you want to be my hamster...

As a condition of gracing English soil with Our Rodentine Presence next month, We demanded that the Spice Girls get back together. Those of you who keep abreast (pardon the pun) of pop culture news will know that, in one of his first official acts, Mr. Brown, the new prime minister, acceded to my request. He knows what I want, what I really, really want!

HONK!!!

Nope! Definitely not a kazoo!

Deus Vult! (again)

Members of the Imperial Hamster General Staff visit the Pope to seek his blessing for the campaign against the heretic Scots.

(Queen Sophia hinted that he'd like the idea.)
Here, the Hereditary Imperial Lord High Marshall conveys The Hamster's greetings to the Pontiff.
(His Holiness appears pleased!)

Back by Popular Demand!

Since WC thought Her Most Catholic Majesty
was so cute, she asked me
to send this to him.

Stuck Again!

Once again, I can't think of anything to post. But I don't want to disappoint my fans (and get all those nasty "Why haven't you posted?" comments). So, here's a pic my good buddy Queen Sophia of Spain and the Lands Across the Ocean Sea sent me of her trotting off to christen a new navy ship. Web-pals are such fun!

Just Another Day at Work...

Here I am reviewing troops at a local "Success in Scotland" rally.

As Nicholas II once said: "God help me, but I love it so when they cheer!"

Oh Dear!

I can't think of anything to post...

I'm so embarrassed!