Another weekend draws to a close...
Poor girl is so stuffy she can't breathe, has dark circles under her bloodshot eyes where she can't rest. The cold meds aren't helping her be any less stuffy. I'm not sure if I should take her to the PED or not. It's been about 6 days and while she hasn't had a fever or got any worse, she hasn't got any better either.
When is Courtney supposed to be home? Today? Or Tomorrow?
And just an FYI Kelly, we're already in trouble. Courtney says Kennedy is the same. Our girls TALK from sun up to sundown. I honestly don't know where she gets it from. Stop laughing! I'm serious, Todd & I are quiet until we get to know you but she just talks, talks, talks! I can imagine what teenage years are going to bring. yikes!
Well I guess it would be more of a miniature horse than a pony. Something she can't really ride but she can learn how to act around horses and get used to taking care of one before she moves on to the real thing. And yes she has her bratty moments too. And we're not even sure if we can find one so she maybe just getting her little computer and some stocking stuffers instead.
We have determined that our cat has some excellent survival instinct even though she's a lazy part time house cat. I've been letting her come in at night since it's cooler. Well the past two nights she's come home with a freaking dead mouse. Friday night she had it laying on the door step, waiting to get in! WTH? You're not bringing that nasty ass thing in my house!!!!
TTYL chickadees!!
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