I have had a very busy day.I gave teddy his bath, which he hated.He always sings when he sees me setting up for it, but once I have his cage next to the sink, and take the floor and all the food and water dishes out, he gets wide eyed and skinny, for a cockatiel.But, afterward, when he's soaking wet and looking all bedraggled, I feel so guilty. But it is a chore that has to be done, and I am careful with the sprayer,and sweet talk him all the way through.Fortunately I had the eggs on to boil for the potato salad,( I told you I was going to do it) and the steam from the egg pot kept the kitchen nice and warm.So I turn back to the job at hand, after getting teddy all cleaned up,and restoring his cage acutriments,and realize as I am settling in to peel the potatoes, that I am being regarded by a fishy eyed stare.Golden, suspicous eyes were fixed on me. "Why Molly." I said,"What is your problem?" Whereupon, she jumps up, and away she goes, at breakneck speed, wild as a march hare.I giggled all the time I was slipping the peelings off those spuds. Molly thought she was next on the bath list, and believe me, that cat wants no part of a bath.Anyway, to make a long story short...(too late!) I finished up the salad, made a nice batch of mexi-burgers, fed the bird and the cat and the fish, and I've had my own dinner, and it is time for my nap.If I don't go roll into bed, or go to nest as they say, I shall surely fall asleep in my chair.Not a nice thing to wake up from.It hurts my neck, and my back.Now, if I can just convince Molly to settle down and take Her nap, all will be serene.
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