Memories of summer…
What do homestead children do on a nice hot summer day? Bathe one of their cats of course!
Meanwhile, the ‘obsessed over small animals’ lap dog watches with anticipation, almost shaking (who am I kidding, he WAS shaking) because he wants so badly to join in on the fun, torturing the cat. Hee hee. Actually, the cat doesn’t seem to mind it too much does he? Silly thing.
I think our animals may be a little… odd?
ALL of them. Seriously. We have a problem. An “odd animal” problem. Every one from the tiny birdie to our horses.
Do you suppose it could have anything to do with the people they live with?
Could it be possible we might be “odd”? 😉
Guess you could call us the “Odd Family”. There once was an ‘odd’ guy… who married an ‘odd’ girl… and they became an ‘odd’ couple… and went on to have an ‘odd’ family… who in turn had ‘odd’ animals…
We love them all anyways. Hopefully the feeling is mutual.
