Posted by on Aug 11, 2019 | 12 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, since it’s summer, Mondays are pretty much like Saturdays and Sundays to me and so I don’t wake up groaning about Monday morning as do some anthros I know…

Hey, wait a minute.   I don’t have to go to work!  I don’t have to weed the garden!  I don’t have to do the laundry!  I don’t have to cook lunch and dinner!  I don’t have to try to finish a book!  I don’t have to go to post offices or markets or dry cleaners or get the daily bread at the boulangerie!  I don’t have to scatter crumbs for the tourterelles or  open my kitty food packet and kibble jar and feed ME!

No wonder mama sometimes groans on Monday…even in summer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

MAMA, WHERE’S MY PETIT DEJEUNER?