Okay, I'm the first to admit I'm one of those people who considers their pets their family and even goes so far as to call herself Mommy to them. So with Monty having stomach problems I have that lovely thing moms get, mommy guilt. I so illogically feel guilty for the fact that he's sick despite the fact it's not my fault and I'm doing all I can. I also have that lovely characteristic of a new mother. You know, where at the drop of a hat, or the cry of the baby, the mother calls the doctor's office. That's where I'd be if the vet was open 24/7. I can only hope I won't be that mommy with human babies.
So this concludes mommy guilt. I must add that Mommy Guilt appears to be a great food for the chickens as they are stirring. A few have managed to escape and Mr. Monkey really hopes this mommy guilt fades before we have a full blown Great Chicken Escape. Mr. Monkey hates the loose feathers that seem to scatter around the floor when the chickens get loose. Hopefully he will conquer the few escapees.
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