"Hey, Goatmother. We're talking at midnight. Are you going to come out to the barn?"
"No."
"What the hay do you mean, 'No'? I said we're talking. T. A. L. K. I. N. G. Capiche??? Aren't you interested?"
"No."
"Okay. Well, I guess if you've heard one animal talk, you've heard them all. And I guess it is kind of late and all ... I suppose you'll probably be sleeping really soundly and ... But don't you think you might just skip down to the barn for a few? It's really not something one experiences every day. And ... well ... "
<silence + 'The Look'>
"Oy."
Life goes on amidst change. Finding the laughter one day at a time...
18 comments:
hahahahahaha!
Merry, Merry!
I love you!
*hugs*
~Mimi
Dear MiMi,
And she didn't come either. I could hear her snoring all the way to the barn. We had to talk LOUD!
Silly Goatmother! It would have been worth missing a few minutes of sleep to see what all the animals had to say!! :)
Dear Candy,
Well, I guess it isn't as though I don't have a lot to say and she hasn't heard it all before anyway. Therein lies the rub, as they say. Oy.
What will you be talking about? I suppose that if it's a very interesting subject, you might be able to entice her to the barn...
Dear Goats and Hounds,
Nope. 'Fraid not. Just ain't no gettin' the Goatmother anywhere at midnight. :)
We tossed the innerds of our Christmas stash over the fence for the (wild) animals to enjoy, and I'm quite certain I hear them talking!
I'd have captured it on film and shared it with the world if I could!
Oh, those humans. You'd think they would be thrilled with the chance to come and chat with us.
Dear SnowCatcher,
Actually we animals have a good deal to say. Some more than others. :)
Dear Millie,
For sure. I mean what's a little sleep in exchange for vast knowledge, right?
You have to cut Goatmother some slack, Marigold. She's had an eventful year!
Dear Ginnie,
Ah, I reckon you're right. Well, if I have to ... ")
The Goatmother just doesn't want to hear it. She knows that she'd have to half sleep walk in the cold rain out there and then all she'd get was, 'where's the peanuts?'.
Dear Missy,
Oh,now surely we wouldn't be so crass as to only talk about Peanuts. On second thought, maybe you have a point there.
Cant blame the Goatmother too much. Those blankets are really nice and warm about that hour. Maybe a barn camera with sound for next year so she can hear you.
Dear Kelly,
You are obviously one great thinking woman! I like this idea!!!
Dear Marigold - I seem to have missed both this post AND your sparkling midnight converse. But I confess that I, too, assumed that Peanuts would be the sole topic.
(Let the Goatmother sleep. She needs it. It's been a rough year.)
Hope your Christmas was merry and flowing with Peanuts! :)
Dear Mrs. Micawber,
I guess you'll just have to tune in next year if you want to find out what we talk about. We plan to do a podcast. :)
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