Yesterday was a full day: morning chores, pet sitting, an art workshop Anna is helping to teach, swimming lesson, piano lesson, meet with homeschool group for a movie, the girls went to the grocery for me. By the end of the day, we were happy to sit on the back porch and enjoy a little of the summer evening. We treated ourselves to grilled steak, baked potato and a salad.
Now, most people have difficulty with dogs begging at the table, and I want to reassure you that they were there, under the table. But our dogs know not to jump up or bark. I guess I'll have to train our miniature horses in table manners next. Evidently, they thought we were having carrots.
At first, it was cute. It quickly became annoying. No one wants a horse eating from their dinner plate.
So, we kicked them off the deck and barricaded them with chairs. And they gave us these looks. Roxie tried her cute "please?" look while Chiron just looked hurt.
Roxie, not to be thwarted, went around to the other side and tried to find a way to slip through the bench rail and the deck. Since that obviously didn't work, they set about trampling my hostas and eating my butterfly bush. For some reason, our intended relaxation did not happen.
Notes:
I picked some rhubarb and put it in the 'fridge. Lauren almost used it in her tuna salad, as it greatly resembles celery (but doesn't taste the same!).
Thursday, June 18, 2009
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5 comments:
A horse that begs at the table. LOL
Delightful post! Glad to see you blogging again. I missed you!
I ate some of my grandfather's rhubarb when I was four. My therpaist is still working on that experience. Grandpa loved the stuff. I'd be perfectly happy feeding it to your horses, who look like fun and inquisitive beasts.
Love it!
the horses at the dinner table I mean, not the rhubarb.
Kristin, Diva has gone to live at the therapy farm with Travis. Your namesake has a great farm.
Hi Gigi! I'm trying to catch up!
Arby, cooked and with vanilla ice cream, it is very good! I hope you didn't eat it raw! No wonder!
PITA, you've heard of cat-dog? I have horse-dogs.
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