Animal House
This morning started with a serious breakdown. The dogs began to “celebrate” my awakening before I was actually getting up. They would bark and leap off the bed at my slightest movement. Once I finally got up, I came out into the living room to laundry that was strewn from one end of the house to the other. They, and by they, I really mean Cheyenne and Dixie, had taken dirty clothes out of the hamper. They had gotten into the shoes and thankfully settled for carrying them around instead of eating them. Soon they were chasing each other. Meanwhile, the cats were chasing each other, Archie was eating dog food, Dixie was in the kitchen,woofing and twirling around on her hind legs, begging for breakfast. We let Cheyenne out and almost immediately heard the distinctive ruckus of birds. Which means that a mama bird was defending her young from none other than our beloved Shoo Shoo. I knew I was in for it today before I ever even had a sip of coffee.
Tags: Archie, baby birds, Baby Titten, chaos, Cheyenne, Dixie, IO, Jackson