Monday, January 21, 2013

Where's my lasagna?

I was going to write this blog on how thoughtful and wonderful Master is, but when I gave him my idea he said I'd ruin his reputation.   So here is how it really went down.

Yesterday it was less than 10 degrees, which is normal January weather for us.   I went out to do the chores:  feed the sheep, pamper the poozly old sheep with her own food and water in the barn, feed the chickens and ducks, carry buckets of water to them and the sheep.   With a bad knee.  On the ice.  Did I mention it was cold?  And the wind was blowing?   I was just finishing up with the sheep when Master appeared in the barn.   I was surprised.   He never, but never, comes out to help with my chores.  They are MY chores.  Anyway,  he got worried about me being outside so long and was afraid I had fallen or gotten eaten by zombies or something.   I thought that was so sweet.

Then today he says "I was just wondering what was taking you so long; that lasagna wasn't going to fix itself, bitch."

Ah, romance. 


  1. Masters..they are just so

  2. He has no reason to worry about his reputation... :)


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