Poor Dad got in trouble with Ma yesterday.
She had friends coming over who’d seen the new ranch when it was in the middle of renovations and were keen to see the finished work.
Ma dusted and swiftered and swept the deck and such before she went to work.
The friends had gone to the tearoom for lunch and when they’d finished and Ma did the dishes and closed up shop they all came home here.
As agreed Ma came in before the visitors to get me and the niece into the Bro’s room out of the way.

She almost had a fit when she walked in.
Dad was in the kitchen making my dinner. He’d chopped up some sausage and microwaved it with some of my kibble to make me a special treat.
The whole kitchen smelt like a pet food factory.
I thought Ma was going to blow a fuse. She had to explain that the house didn’t usually smell like this when she opened the door to let her friends in.
To me it was a divine odor but Ma is still huffing.
She says men don’t think. Well I do. I thought I want that good dinner and instead I get locked up!
Blessing#2845-Aroma Maker









