Bodkay is not Watching

We have been dog sitting this sweet, sweet doggie over the weekend. We could keep her forever, really, except that she is someone else's, and also our kitty Bodkay is terrified of her! And you all know how much I love my Bodkay. I hate to see him stressed out. We have discovered that Bodkay, when warranted, can be like the Cheshire Cat in Alice in Wonderland and just disappear at will.

But Fifi. Oh, my. Just look at her:

Fifi is short for "Frida." She's a Toy Poodle. I have just decided that Toy Poodle is the best dog breed. 

We all love Fifi. I even called and asked if we could keep her for an extra day (we're supposed to give her back today) but I have not gotten a response.

(No Music Monday today. I was looking for something, and I somehow dove into a Swedish pop music pit of doom, which is actually really entertaining with the sound off, but I can't really call it music.)

Are you my mother?

A few days ago, I had my friend Amelia over with her dog Henny Penny. We were taking a picture of Amelia to enter into this contest. [She was like, "Do you want to wrap me in plastic and make me up like a dead Laura Paulmer and take my picture?" and I was like, "HELL, YEAH I WANT TO WRAP YOU IN PLASTIC AND MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE A DEAD LAURA PAULMER AND TAKE YOUR PICTURE! THAT IS DEFINITELY MY IDEA OF A GOOD TIME!"] This is the picture I took of Amelia to enter into the Twin Peaks contest:



Yes, this is what we do for a good time in the country.

Meanwhile, Henny Penny the dog was running around, enjoying farm life, and bit one of our chickens on the butt! Amelia was really, really apologetic. The hen was bleeding just a little bit, and really freaked out, so I put her inside the barn with our four little two week old chickens, thinking she wouldn't get hurt anymore.

Now, the hen is feeling better, but she has another sort of pain in the butt:



The little chicks think she is Mama. She is so annoyed, always trying to run away, but there's nowhere to go. Her life is changed forever.

Meanwhile, Henny Penny nearly poked her eye out while playing frisbee, and now Henny Penny must wear the cone of shame:



It's that instant karma, Henny Penny. It'll get you every time.