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Here is a Mother's Day story that crossed my desktop today. Don't
know who wrote it, but it seemed like a good smile to pass on.
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So, we had this great 10 year old cat named Jack who just recently
died. Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry him around and
sit on him and nothing ever bothered him. He used to hang out and
nap all day long on this mat in our bathroom.
Well we have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4 years
old, 3 years old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli really loves
chapstick. LOVES it. He kept asking to use my chapstick and then
losing it. So finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I
keep my chapstick and how he could use it whenever he wanted to
but he needed to put it right back in the drawer when he was done.
Last year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rush around
and try to get ready for Church with everyone crying and carrying on.
My two boys are fighting over the toy in the cereal box. I am trying to
nurse my little one at the same time I am putting on my make-up.
Everything is a mess and everyone has long forgotten that this is a
wonderful day to honor me and the amazing job that is motherhood.
We finally have the older one and and the baby loaded in the car and I
am looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I finally round the
corner to go into the bathroom. And there was Eli. He was applying
my chapstick very carefully to Jack's . . . rear end. Eli looked right
into my eyes and said "chapped." Now if you have a cat, you know
that he is right--their little butts do look pretty chapped. And,
frankly, Jack didn't seem to mind.
And the only question to really ask at that point was whether it was
the FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat's behind or the hundredth.
And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it
reminds us that no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious
little creatures, there will always be that day when you realize they've
been using your chapstick on the cat's butt.
In Reply to: Mother's Day posted by Jim H. [7104.3404] on May 13, 2007 at 14:25:27:
that IS the greatest,,,,Jim H.!
thanks
In Reply to: Mother's Day posted by Jim H. [7104.3404] on May 13, 2007 at 14:25:27:
Hey Jim:
Uh...thanks for the story. Now I can't get that disturbing image out of my mind. Arghhhh!!!
In Reply to: Mother's Day posted by Jim H. [7104.3404] on May 13, 2007 at 14:25:27:
Thanks, Jim.
My first grin of the day.
Namaste`
Walt
In Reply to: Mother's Day posted by Jim H. [7104.3404] on May 13, 2007 at 14:25:27:
Exactly why I don't use Chapstick.
Silver Fox!
In Reply to: Re: Mother's Day posted by Steve [3019.3308] on May 14, 2007 at 13:04:13:
...I got this by return email today.
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Jim, I'm howling!!!! I have a similar story. Just a short one. Kathryn
and I took our Cocker Spaniel, daffy Taffy, to Dr. Asher, DVM, monthly.
On one visit Dr. Asher noted that Taffy's teeth were in great shape -
very little tartar.
"You must be brushing her teeth," said the good vet.
"I am," replied my feckless sis.
"What sort of brush do you use?" He asked.
Kathryn turned to me: "What brand is your toothbrush?"
She wasn't kidding. I kept my toothbrush hidden in my bedroom
after that, Jim.
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