We came home with one. His name is Mo. And that makes three. Three bandido amigos: Sherod, Mo, and Bruce, the rooster. Between them, they should be able to cause a goodly amount of trouble. Miss Daisy rode out with us and when I got back in the car with a little bundle in my arms, she was not amused. In fact, she, who always sits in the front seat, half-way across my lap, growled and went to the back and would not look at me. I finally put our new baby down on the floor and only then, would she deign to come back and visit with me.After we got home, they hung out a bit and Daisy seems a little more curious and willing to play. I tell her she has a boy toy now. She is awfully clingy and needy right now, though. That new baby thing, I tell you, it’s hard…
I miss sweet, gentle Boo who was such a fine old lady. I am thankful that she graced our lives for 13 years. After 3 years, Daisy continues to be a constant source of amusement and delight with her expressive ears. And now, there is room in our hearts and in our home for one Mo!
FANTASTIC!!! We can’t wait to meet Mo.
Mo is such a terrific addition to the Mallow-Lindhal menagerie! A beautiful little one,for you to enjoy!
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Oh my, I can easily visualize the response of Miss Daisy as you have described. And, yes, I will bet that Miss Daisy and Mo will become fast friends in short order. There is some comfort to be taken, dear Rosa, in knowing that Sherod, after all these years, finally has two other sources of testosterone in the house, as it were. Y’all take care of that rooster and Mo…Sherod is way over due his own support group!!!!