Lover's Tiff
This is the most difficult stage of any relationship, isn't it? When you're so angry or frustrated with each other that you don't want to look at the other person, much less speak to them, but you can't bear to leave the room, because you love them, and you're hoping that they'll speak first so things can get fixed. I hate that. I think Bessie and Fred hate it too. I may have to step in here as a third party, do a little mediation. I think Bessie's pretty steamed with Fred, still, about that whole jumping stunt he pulled.
Of course, I'd feel a little better if I could actually talk to these two, or at least read their minds. It would help if I knew whether Fred was thinking of jumping because he was suicidal or as a cool stunt. I'm tempted to pull the whole "I'm not talking to you" thing myself. Grr.
Until I write again (or until the cows decide for me) ...
Flea
9 comments:
Meh. They'll get over it. Let them stew a bit and all their problems will boil away. Why do your cows always make me hungry?
And I loved your picture of the ball! You both look fabulous. :) I'm glad you had a good time.
Ok, I'm beginning to think you need to name this soap opera happening in your kitchen. All My Udders, General Kitchen, One Udder to Milk...there has got to be a name out there....
You are too funny! Hy hunny suggested As the Udder Churns. What fun!
Maybe Fred can be the bigger cow and jump over the moon for her.
Shhh ... don't give the kids ideas or I'll find the silverware and dishes all over my counters. :) Not to mention the cat, though he's not shown any musical proclivity to date.
:) Very cute.
I've tagged you on my blog if you'd like to play!
How funny! What a clever idea to show your cows doing funny things! You have a very lovely blog! Thank you for stopping by mine and leaving the tip about my African Violets! I hope they won't get too much sun there, the porch is covered, so it is pretty filtered light. I will wait and see what happens. Do you know how to get them to continue to bloom?
Have a great Monday! Sharon
I do believe this whole thing is getting a bit out of control. What's next? Will we find them weilding knives and trying to slay one another?
It's time for the moo moos to make nice again!
I think the next step for the mo mos is marital counseling. And sharon, mine only bloomed sporadically. Special fertilizer is probably the answer. Again with the brown thumb. :(
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