Well, Emme did her supervising of me this morning, she had her lunch and now she’s off in her favorite room sleeping.
So now it’s time to write…but first it’s time to eat chocolate. If only I could stop looking out of the window at the little deer running by, or the squirrel that has finally shown up at the bird feeder.On top of all that, it’s forty degrees outside! Could it be that the day will come when we’re not getting little snowballs out of Emme’s fur each time she comes back in from being outside?
Bird mothers seem to have amazing patience. This momma seemed totally unfazed by the non-stop tweeting and chirping that was taking place in front of her.
Birds don’t have teeth, so I don’t know what the equivalent of gritting your teeth is for them. As I said earlier though, they seem very patient so maybe they don’t need any coping methods. I tried many coping techniques and hands down, the winner was chocolate.
While visiting my son and daughter-in-law in Montana some time back, we went to the National Bison Range. The bison were all grouped up in one small area of the range, but out of nowhere, elk would pop up.
The scary thing about some of these elk is that they walk on their tiptoes. One minute they’re not there and the next minute…surprise! Without using just their toes, how else could they sneak up so quietly? I admit, I’ve never seen them walking on tiptoe but that doesn’t mean they don’t. Just because we can’t SEE little green men walking amongst us, you wouldn’t deny their existence would you? I rest my case.
Now if you will excuse me, I need to go take my invisible dog for a walk…anybody out there have chocolate? I think I might be a quart low…