OMG. I'm Coraline's Mother!
The chickens have been out in their pen by day, so the Goldens have been in the house since they haven't quite learned to behave yet, and I don't trust them unsupervised. So here I am glued to my computer, writing gardening articles. (Yes, really. I write mostly gardening articles. Just like Coraline's mother.)
While the Goldens wander in and flop their heads over on me and sigh about how bored they are, and "Can't we go outside?"
No. Go count the numbers of windows or write a list of everything you find that's blue. Don't bug me. I need to work.
Goldens, if you discover a much better Mommy who offers you canned dog food for every meal and never tires of throwing Big Orange but who has buttons for eyes, don't fall for it.
Life here has been hectic. SWG birthday is underway. The chickens are growing quickly. We had one at the vet earlier this week, but that's for a post to follow.