She breeds- chihuahas.
Enough said (or misspelt).
I left it up to the UT to name the creature but in the four days we were alone together it learnt to respond to my form of address. Unfortunately you can't use the word Motherf..... in public.
Daughter of mine and I have agreed that ,given its size (smaller than a handbag) relative to the amount of faeces it produces (bigger than a suitcase) its' primary organ must be its' large intestine.DOM when she returned from Schoolies danced the I-told-you-so Dance (which is like the snoopy dance only more malignant).
It thinks that I am its mother. Well, why not. I feed it ,bathe it ,clean up after it and yell at it a lot.All I have to do now is pay its private school fees.
A further sign of the passage of the years -the urban terrorist had his first sex education lesson today. (Sorry, now called Life Matters. I have resisted the urge to write in and ask if this is a title or a declaration of intent.)The class were given templates of the male and female body (anatomically correct as they say) and asked to label them.After 10 minutes it was mentioned that this would go in their Portfolio of Work which occasioned much white-out usage.
I surprised a human (ie prejudiced ) comment from his (usually politically correct)principal the other day.I had gone to her office to pass on that another mother (whom I was careful NOT to describe as a fat blonde with an attitude- a wordpicture painted by T UT-) had baled up a group of boys in the playground and abused them collectively for excluding her son.I felt honour bound to say in mitigation that this child DID tend to be bullied and excluded and she nodded.Then she paused "of course...J IS a very irritating child." So is UT, I pointed out."Ye-es" she conceded "but he is clever and funny with it". I have always found his ability to amuse a saving grace but I would have thought it would wear thin with teachers.
