Not what I should be doing, that's for sure. I should be sewing. I promised myself that I would be sewing. But I am not. I'm sort of out of kilter. Mr. Muddling and Miss Ru went to Arizona for his sister's funeral, and I'm just not used to being here alone. Chloe thought she would guard Mr. M's carry-on bag and not let him leave. LOL She is so funny. And it didn't work.
They are having a very good trip and visiting with all the relatives they haven't seen in a while, so it's good. And I don't begrudge them the trip. I just keep thinking one of them will come in and say something to me, like always. Odd. Could it be that I'm a bit spoiled? Oh, definitely!
Oh, yeah, they definitely crossed the line.
Hope you're safe from marauding poultry.
Hugs and kisses,
6 comments:
I know exactly what it is to be home alone and not doing what you want to do but I think your mind is with your husband and it is hard to think about other things. The marauding chickens are doing their best to get your attention though.
Wishing you a great day :)
Those chickens are funny!! I guess they don't know the rules and the boundary.
Chickens have a mind of their own it seems. I know when I'm alone, it doesn't bother me until night.. Susie
You know what you're doing? You're dang cracking me up this morning - that's what you're doing. I was completely sucked into the whole vibe of this lovely post then I see a mess and I start to think… and sure enough it was the bad chickens. Totally hilarious friend. Gosh. Another great post as you muddle thru.
I love the cat photos. And the chicken ones of course. But the cat ones are my fav.
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