cleo was upset this morning...all trembly and anxious. i thought "shit, that leg has fractured....." so i quickly got up. she needed help off the bed and ran to the hall to expel a ton of diarrhea. that's better than a spontaneous fracture!
murph had loose stool again everywhere and oka joined in too...it is kind of a shitty morning but this kind of shit is easier to deal with than other kinds i know. i mostly like living at the house on pooh corner...real pooh is honest, normal and washable and the ones who are producing it are not only my beloveds, but they can't help themselves right now.
however....emotional pooh is insideous, and leaves permanent stains. i don't like that kind of poop.
i think it was nice that cleo was so very anxious to actually get off my bed...this is the difference between real and emotional..... with real you want it NOT to hurt someone else, you just really gotta go and hopefully away from the vicinity of your innocently sleeping friend...with emotional you want as much pooh impact as you possibly can, spread it around, make sure it gets everywhere just to make a point if you can.
i have been emotionally shitty lately...thx cleo for making me aware.
Cheryl lives down the street from me. :-)
And I mis-typed my area code: should be 604.