Thursday, May 8, 2008
While things inside my home may have reached an all-time low in terms of proper housekeeping; the yard ain't so bad. In fact, it's turned into the place where I go to NOT think about what I should do inside.
Catch 22; pretty house on the inside: ignore the mess on the out. Pretty yard: sit in it and ignore the trashed house. Who needs balance?
And in other yard news, there was a major show-down last week. We refer to it as Mabel vs. Birdie. As you can see, Mabel didn't lose. At least it wasn't a bunny rabbit. Yesterday she took off across the back yard after one, a precious tiny brown bunny. I went streaking after her screaming (and apparently channeling Rosie O'Donnell) "NO MABEL, MOMMY SAID NO!!!!!!!!!!!"
It was all very dramatic, just like a movie. I'm fairly sure people would have paid to watch.
Mabel cornered the poor thing, but I got there fast enough to grab her collar. The little bunny kicked around, trying his best to exit out of the chain link fence. Then, in sheer panic, he ran to the other side of the yard (while I nearly choked my darling, snarling dog to death holding her back) and exited under the gate. Whew. It was a close one.
Too much yard drama people. I really need to go back inside and just do some laundry. My heart cant take anymore animal-in-peril episodes.