The War Is On

As I sit here at this moment Daisy is furiously trying to get Lady's attention. She barking, running and bouncing around. Lady is on the sofa letting her know who is boss by growling and threating her. God, it's noisy in here. Daisy is begging Lady to play with her, but Lady is thinking, "get in my chair, kid and you're gonna be sorry." Looks like a story from Animal Planet. Who's in charge here? "Aw, come on Lady, play with me..." As I yell for quiet Daisy is chagrined, but undaunted. It's gonna be a long day.

And how come I can't get an answer from my kids about Thanksgiving? One I dont think has the money to come from El Paso since neither she or her husband are working. Living with in-laws must be "fun". The older one who has 3 kids is more interested in being a rock groupie for Def Leppard, She spent last Sunday in San Antonio drooling over them in concert. The dogs and the parrot have better manners.

Ooops, it's suddenly quiet in here, where is Daisy? Ah,ha, found her in the hall in front of the laundry room, tearing up a dryer sheet that has fallen in front of the dryer. Oh, wait a minute, she's back barking at Lady. It's gonna be a long day...