Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Mosquitoes in Paradise

Sad, sad. 

The beginning of this week brought air hanging heavy with strife and contention at The Parson's House.  

The Parson had his nose a bit out of joint and the Parson's Daughter was somewhat disgruntled, both of which caused the Good Wife to feel vocally unsettled and the Parson's Son to have mild heartbreak.  To add to the simmering cauldron, the Schnauzer with Attitude took to yelping loudly and angrily upon being assigned to her cage, the cause of which was her desire to sleep in the bed of the Good Wife (a Great Sin which would bring a tsunami of strife and will not be tolerated).

The result was periods of silence with bursts of very firm, random phrases of intention and purpose from all inhabitants.

This season has passed and all are grateful.  Peace and order is now restored with large servings of love and goodwill all around.

Next?

4 comments:

Dennis Kniery said...

We have days like this... we just aren't as eloquent with the description ... this makes me feel a whole lot better about days like this... I guess I should let Stormy out of her kennel now... lol.

melani shock said...

Aaaah, Dennis. Poor Roxy. She finds herself paying for everybody else's sins. To retaliate, she steals socks and hides them under the bed.

Dennis Kniery said...

well... I would rather Stormy steal socks than what she does under the dining room table (her favorite place). Just ask Brad Allison what Emma found one night they were over. We got there by the time Emma had only consumed half of it... thank goodness! I know, more than you wanted to know...

theparsonson said...

(shudder) GROSS!!!