|Kevin, Husband and Rocky are not paying attention to Cookie's needs.|
So while the in-laws are buried under feet of snow following a Blizzard Named Nemo, Cookie and Household spent the day on Saturday puttering around the house and in the yard. And yes, they all napped on me. Look at them, all of them, in a nap induced state of bliss. All three of them snoring away, leaving me to document the day and watch Rosalind Russel nun themed movies by myself. Some fun.
It's fence and gutter week here at the house, so the husband spent the day, in the sun, cutting back the mountain laurels so the fence can be installed. The gutters are getting cleaned out, re pitched and then surgical steel screens installed so we don't have to clean them out.
So the dogs are getting their fence. The husband is getting his gutter screen guards, but what of my need for a refrigerator that has ice and water through the door? Is it too much to ask? Convenience is an American birthright, and yet, I Cookie, am denied.
I ask you reader, what about me?
What about my needs? I guess I'll just have to keep filling those ice trays and walking them to the nasty old fridge that came with the house.
Well, let me tell you: Cookie will not be denied. When I get my fridge, I will also be taking down walls. WALLS DO YOU HERE ME! Muhahahaha, hahaha, ha.
Now, that Cookie has regained composure, time for a Rocky update:
Rocky is right as rain. His tongue is pretty and pink, and he's back to licking us. Yes, it is gross, but its a sign that he's feeling good. AND he's been inviting play with Kevin, so we're back to hosting Puppy Derby through the house. The Preakness has nothing on these two dogs. We're back to Day care later this week.
Maybe a new fridge isn't so important after all. Having Rocky back to full health is all I need, and the Kitchen will come in time.
But when it does come, look for Cookie to be wielding a sledge hammer and the walls come tumbling down.