OMG. I'm Coraline's Mother!

[dawn_felagund]

Today, I was working and I realized that I've become Coraline's mother. (Not the Other Mother, thank goodness.)

The chickens have been out in their pen by day, so the Goldens have been in the house since they haven't quite learned to behave yet, and I don't trust them unsupervised. So here I am glued to my computer, writing gardening articles. (Yes, really. I write mostly gardening articles. Just like Coraline's mother.)



While the Goldens wander in and flop their heads over on me and sigh about how bored they are, and "Can't we go outside?"

No. Go count the numbers of windows or write a list of everything you find that's blue. Don't bug me. I need to work.

Goldens, if you discover a much better Mommy who offers you canned dog food for every meal and never tires of throwing Big Orange but who has buttons for eyes, don't fall for it.

Life here has been hectic. SWG birthday is underway. The chickens are growing quickly. We had one at the vet earlier this week, but that's for a post to follow.

Comments

[tarion-anarore.livejournal.com]

That's hilarious! Mr. Feet no longer squeaks, thank goodness. Especially since it was the evil Mr. Feet, and made that awful demon grunt-squeak. The squeaker is not even left to rattle around inside, but mention "Mr. Feet" and the chaos will begin as Louis scrambles to find it. We just have one, but it has never been lost. Although Louis did try to lose it forever by dropping it out the car window one day...Luckily, we were in the garage!

Actually, Louis is currently outside in the 100+ weather with his Mr. Feet, alternatively rolling it into the pool for amusement and barking or howling for someone to come throw it for him.

Goldens, of course I will let you chase chickens! You can ask Louis though, the chickens are loud freaks of nature that aren't as fun as they look!