February 22, 2013
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A Little Bit Of News Here And There….
TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM
Mustachio got a phone call today from Buttmunch. Hearing her told him more than an email could about her frame of mind. It’s good. She likes the shelter she’s at because she says the people really care. I gather that Ron didn’t just punch her body and face but once he had her down, he even stomped her. Goofy Buttmunch thought that because she had survived the physical abuse of Sheepie’s dad, she could take anything Ron might dish out. My question is this…..did this thought come BEFORE she married him? Does she have some kind of death wish or does she just think she deserves the abuse? I know she will be getting counseling at the shelter to help ensure she doesn’t go back to the relationship and, hopefully, that she will stop thinking negative thoughts about herself (that she deserves this treatment). I’m still praying for her every day. She needs all the help she can get.
The Princess was put on cashier duty today, now that her boss knows she isn’t faking being hurt. Poor Chewlee was playing on my computer and Johnnycakes showed up to pick her up. He knew it wasn’t going to be a happy thing for her since he was taking her from her computer games but she actually was happy to see him. She didn’t know he was off work today. She couldn’t find one of her socks so she just shoved her foot in her boot and said, *I can go without it!* and out the door she ran after I reminded her to take her backpack.
It was funny earlier because the Beast opened up some pineapple tidbits and started putting them in dishes for him and Chewlee. Chewlee LOVES pineapple and got excited. She ran and got herself a fork and was coming to get her bowl when the Beast dumped a big chunk of vanilla ice cream in it. Chewlee started to wail over that. I knew why she was upset so I grabbed another bowl, grabbed the ice cream with my fingers and removed it from her bowl and placed it in mine. She was crying, *You ruined it! Why did you do that?* and she ran (with her bowl) into my room and shut the door. The Beast had this shocked look on his face and I said to him, *She doesn’t like anything on her pineapple. She likes her ice cream separate.* He just got this sheepish look and said, *She is one strange kid at times.* I laughed because it’s true. He called her out to him and I told her to go back and get her bowl because he was going to give her more pineapple. That made her happy but she told the Beast, *I have never had ice cream with pineapple. I don’t think I would like that.* I offered to let her taste mine to see if she liked it but she told me not today.
Chewlee opened the door of my room and wrinkled up her nose and said, *What IS that smell?* I told her that the Beast was using his vaporizer again with Vaporub in it (the stuff his vaporizer recommends) because he was having trouble breathing. She looked at me and said, very seriously, *It stinks!*
Poor Bratfink isn’t feeling well. It seems whatever had Sheldon down has now come down with Bratfink. Say a little prayer for her that she gets over it quickly. We don’t want to have her as ill as she was last year when she almost died.
Love you all. Gonna get this posted and try to get to bed early tonight. Take care and stay warm.
