My work day was interrupted too many times to count yesterday by the sounds of incessant drumming.
I knew what was going on – someone was banging the bottom of a feed tub – but I didn't know who to blame.
Every time I walked outside to look, the drumming stopped.
Me: Who's the wiseass making all the noise?
George: Not me.
Alan: Not me.
Lucy: Of course it's not me, and I'm insulted that you would even think that.
George: She knows it's me, doesn't she?
Alan: Pretend you're sleeping. Maybe she won't notice you.
It took a few more trips to the barn, but I finally caught the aspiring musician in the act:
Animals always amaze me when they try to communicate. They know what gets your attention.
ReplyDeleteBA SP
I've said it before, this is the first place I come every morning, and it NEVER disappoints!
ReplyDeletePersistent is not the appropriate word, obsessed maybe? George is a little mess.
ReplyDeletethey look like they think you are going to be tricked and fill the tub again!
ReplyDeleteHow strange! Was he just bored? hungry?
ReplyDeleteNever a dull moment at your place!! =)