Mother claims to be suffering from an Existential crisis. Apparently, that is a century behind Romanticism, but pretty much the same thing.
Can I just have some cookies, please?
Mother has been on the fence about acquiring a new wolf. She worries that she has too many mouths and responsibilities already on her plate.
I told her the solution was simple: Sell the Donkeys
She claims I am being prejudicial, that I am always after her to dispose of them in some appropriate fashion.
True enough. Although inappropriate is fine with me, too.
Although the other day when Mother came up, the three jennys and I were standing more or less together in the Small. In reality, we were complaining about her neglect of us.
Mother, are you becoming a HOARDER?
Is one cat and one horse and three donkeys really not enough?
Just because the dog is more pleasant to take for a walk and buy toys for and snuggle with and...
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Now that's a tough call. It is always so hard to give everyone the time they each deserve and yet you are still faced with that age-old question: if a life is lived without a dog, is it really a life after all? Yup, very tough call. Good luck with it, I'll be interested to see what happens.ReplyDelete
Hi Bif--My ainsley is sitting around waiting for a few things to happen. It's an 18" with a wide tree. Let me know if you're interested.ReplyDelete