Happy Monday! If you’re here for a weekend report, it’s all the way at the bottom of the post.
I’m late to this party, but I couldn’t resist sharing some of my favorite roosters when I saw this HERE. (If you think my fur-girls have cute outfits, check out Charli’s, at the same link.) If you click on the image above, you’ll find yourself at the origin of said party.
Some of you might know that I collect roosters. I have rooster tea towels, rooster salt and pepper shakers, rooster dishes (two sets, actually), rooster stitch markers, and so much more. However, I snapped some of my bigger roosters to share this time.
That’s one of my favorites. The Knight bought it for me. All of the rooster art hangs in the kitchen, where “all” of the roosters should be contained, according to the Knight. (It doesn’t work that way though…)
Another piece of kitchen wall art. I’m not sure who gave me this one. I had thought it was MJ, but I just showed it to her, and she doesn’t think so…
These “kids” live on my baker’s rack. You can’t see the tea tray to the right, but it has a pretty rooster on it too, and there are more rooster figurines on the other side of the teapot. I thought MJ gave me the round tray too, but again… she doesn’t think so.
Last, but hardly least is my pride and joy. I’d like him to have his own little display in the kitchen somewhere. The Knight gave him to me for Christmas, the first year of our married life. What you can’t see is the weight at his belly (left) actually “works” his tail feathers. When the weight is moved, his tail feathers section moves up and down!
Thanks to Bella Vista for hosting the rooster party. If there’s another one, I’ll have to drag out more roosters…
Now, about that weekend! It was nice and relaxing, even with the weekend-long party. We learned yesterday that Gretchen is as crazy for fried okra as is her human-mom. The Knight is thoroughly disgusted, but that’s okay.
This was MJ’s favorite photo from the photo shoot. She thinks Sissy fancies herself a model, and I’m inclined to agree.
Yesterday, we watched a couple of movies. The Knight selected Race to Witch Mountain, which kinda’ surprised me. Sure, the star is a former “wrassler”, but still… I remember the original Witch Mountain movie from my childhood, so I was delighted.
I had purchased Hotel for Dogs some time ago, but never got around to watching it. I’m glad I didn’t try to watch it without the Knight. As it was, I sobbed through the whole thing. If you haven’t seen the movie, there are spoilers ahead. It’s a VERY dark, serious movie. The only humor is the doggy antics you’ve already seen in the previews.
I’m not even sure about the message it sends. Sure, dogs and children are NOT disposable, and I am impressed they tackled those topics. Maybe it was Friday, the adorable, almost all white Jack Russell Terrier, the main doggy star. Maybe he reminded me too much of Mugsy, and maybe that’s why I almost turned the movie off no fewer than three times.
Still, when the movie ended with its predictably happy ending, I was thinking that kids everywhere just got the idea that rules are optional and breaking them can have great rewards. All the cute doggies weren’t worth all the tears I cried throughout the flick. Am I just a sap?
How was your weekend?