Sunday, June 7, 2009
D is on tour right now so we're down to 3 kids. I'm always kind of on a low burn pins and needles when any of the kids are away. This is the first summer in 7 yrs that W has not played all-star baseball, there is not a team for his age. He is enjoying his summer off actually, gardening and trying to talk his dad and I into getting chickens. I'm assuming the boys just want to watch the dogs run around more, cause that is exactly what would happen until one of them caught a chicken, and then I wouldn't want to be at home in that case. When I was growing up my brother had a dachshund named Johnny. And for some reason the cub scouts got baby chicks at Easter. We lived in the city, Athens Ga. My father built a mini-coup, chicken coup not car, for Bobby the chicken. One day my brother got Bobby out and was walking him around the front yard. Johnny saw this and hit the front door so hard it popped open. Yeah you got it, Dog Vs Chicken...... Dog won. It was not pretty. I do not want a repeat. C's dog Lulu is the most mild mannered, docile, lazy dog I've ever known....until the rabbit got into the back yard..... I didn't look... Lulu won.... No Chick Repeats Around Here W....!!!