Monday, March 19, 2012

Send In the Lion

Every morning when we wake up it is freezing cold. This morning the fields are carpeted with frost. Today they say don't be surprised by scattered snow. Also don't be surprised by miserable rain and endless mud. It is a little bit like the endless winter of Narnia before the lion comes.

And then on tv Cubby* saw people in shorts walking around in Chicago and Minnesota and New York and all kinds of places where no one would mind if it snowed.

Cubby saw pictures of the cherry blossoms in full bloom along the Tidal Basin, sad news for the Cherry Blossom Festival because the blossoms will be gone by the time the festival starts. Cubby saw schnauzers in puppy cuts skipping along Lake Michigan. Places where it ought to be snowing. Places where if it snowed in the middle of March on the day before the first day of spring it wouldn't be on Page One. It would maybe be down near the bottom of Page Three, next to the news about the man dressed as a giant bunny rabbit who interrupted the city council meeting.

 So anyway ok that's enough. We get it. You made your point. Send in the lion.

 *Cubby has turned into a lap goat and he goes inside to to watch the news

4 comments :

SueP said...

Cubby just wants to be informed - maybe he's gearing up for a presidential run in 2016.
Or maybe he's going to run for mayor.
He should at least run for Goat of the Year...

Marigold said...

Cubby is rather cuteness personified. Is he destined to be a wether? Will the GoatFarmer be taxed, yet again, to maintain the 'no wether' status of the farm? Stay tuned ...

Ozarks Goat Girl said...

Cubby is so adorable I want to reach right through this computer and pet him when I see his photos!
But the squirrel babies, ummmm, maybe not destined for the Washington State Fair if you know what I mean. But then, who can forget what happened at the end of the ugly duckling story? Regardless, do the squirrel goats have names yet?

Claire MW said...

Such a burden, to have a lap goat like Cubby. I can't imagine how the goatfarmer manages... ;-)