March 21, 2011
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Chewlee In Trouble….Again!
TALES FROM THE BRAT FARMFirst, news from the *farm front*…..the cherry trees have started to bloom including a few that are blooming for the first time. The Beast was beside himself in happiness. Even the pear trees are blooming. I can’t say I blame them. The weather we have had (mostly) the past couple of weeks has been incredible. Sunny, warm, some good rain. Just perfect for waking up the trees and saying, *It’s Spring! Wake up!*
Now as for Chewlee……when the Princess brought her over to me today, Chewlee was very, very quiet and subdued. She stood by her mother’s side, head down, clutching her tee-tee. The Princess told her to show me what she had done that she was in trouble for and I told Chewlee to sit down. She kept shaking her head and I didn’t know if it was for what her mother told her to do or what I had said so I picked her up and sat her in my chair. That’s when the Princess told her to show me.
It seems Chewlee wrote all over herself in pen. She even wrote on her butt!
I noticed that she wrote on herself mostly in places that didn’t show. Hmmm….so she knew she was doing something she shouldn’t do and was trying to hide it. She made the mistake of telling her mother, when she was on the pot, that *her butt hurt* so the Princess came in to take a look and discovered the writing. Chewlee was cowed but not really repentant, I could tell. But, once her mother left, she came over to me all grins and good natured. I made her sit down and told her that she couldn’t write all over. Writing was for paper and ONLY paper. I also told her that if she did it again, she wouldn’t be able to come and visit grandma because her mommy would be really, really mad. She finally said she wouldn’t do it any more.I really wanted to get her to see that writing on anything but paper was not a good or a happy thing because I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that her next move would be to write on the walls. Not here. I think she learned her lesson at Grandma’s house. But, in a rental apartment, the walls are not covered with great paint. It wouldn’t be scrubbed off without doing damage so it would force her mother to repaint or lose her deposit. I just don’t want to see that happen or Chewlee unhappy.
Chewlee was in need of some serious attention today. She decided she was going to be a cat and she kept crawling around, meowing and trying to lick my arms or face. I was ready to choke her at one point but I finally got her to stop and we watched some Sponge Bob before our Harry Potter movie came on. Actually, Harry Potter was on all day but we weren’t going to rewatch the ones we had seen the past couple of days.
Later on, she decided that she was going to be a puppy and she crawled around on all fours, barking at Baron and he looked totally confused by what she was doing. At one point, while the Beast was throwing around the dog’s squeaky toy, Chewlee beat Baron to it and brought it to the Beast to throw again. Baron, who would race her for it was not about to try to take it from her when she got there first but, when he finally got ahold of it, he then played *keep away* from Chewlee when she crawled towards him. It was funny, actually but, again, I had a tough time getting her to stop.
She came into my room, put her *paws* on my lap and said she wanted a treat. I told her that dogs and puppies don’t talk and the only dog treats we had here were little doggy bones. She didn’t want that so she finally got to her feet. I told her if I gave her a treat and she started playing kitty or doggy again, I would take the treat away. She agreed so she got her bubble gum and I got a bit of relief.
I gave her a bath and we got most of the writing off of her. I didn’t want to scrub her too hard but it will barely be noticeable where it has a bit of residue. She let me brush her hair again with little complaint and then, after she got redressed, I painted her nails and toenails with a very neutral nail polish. She just loves having it put on and she gets so girlish afterward. We then made some popcorn for us all. She wanted another *something* and she decided that an orange would be just the thing. I peeled and sectioned an orange that we shared and then we had another half each.
Now, this kid can be an eating machine at times. She ate a salami sandwich (but this time she *saved* the crust for Baron) and drank some milk. She had some pudding and some iced tea. She even ate a half slice of some cold pizza from yesterday. All this during the span of just a few hours. Ick! At least there was no asking for candy today and I had told her earlier that there would be no popsicles because of the writing on herself. I said only good girls get popsicles.
When her mother came to get her, I was ready. Now, all I can hope for after this four day working weekend is that I don’t have to pick her up until Friday this week. I’m really feeling frazzled. I slept well all night, got up feeling good but crashed for three hours before she got here. I think it was a good thing.
Well, I hope YOU have great weather this week. It IS the first week of spring after all. Love you and have a great day.
