Me: Which one of you wiseasses is responsible for this mess?
George: Oh, my. I wonder how that happened?
Me: Alan, you're looking very guilty.
Alan: I thought you'd be impressed that I could pull the poop bucket out of the cart
using only my teeth.
Johnny: You're so lame. She's not buying it.
Hoping to divert my attention from the crime scene...
...George and Alan followed the cat, leaving me to re-scoop the poop.
Well, Johnny, she may not be buying it, but can she possibly mad at the perpetrator? We all know the answer. In the end, everything always comes down to the unbearable cuteness of donkeys!
ReplyDeleteOMD bad enough to scoop it but twice? OMD
ReplyDeleteA rather clever way to get you to spend more time with them...
ReplyDeleteHope your day improved after that.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like my house .. ! And it's always the boys ...
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Ha! Oh sorry, shouldn't be laughing... That is my horse's favorite trick too, I have to warn any new stable hand, but he always manages to trick them at least once.
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ReplyDeleteWhy the bucket and the cart? Thanks
I scoop the poop into the bucket, which stays in the cart, then I pull the cart to the poop-spreader, into which I dump the bucket. Here's a post in which I explain the process in way more detail than you'd ever want to know:
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My boys are helpers that way too. :D
ReplyDeleteOnly one thing worse than picking up poop; having to pick it up twice! :D
ReplyDeleteNaughty or not, those guys are cuties.
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