Yeah right, like I'd tease you with that & not make you work for it.
If you honestly thought that, then you are either new to this blog (Thanks for visiting!) or you just haven't been paying attention (in which case you owe me a million dollars & a cup of Dutch Bros cawfee).
Just kidding. About the money, I'm serious about the cawfee though, that stuff is gold.
Anyway, I'd like to introduce you to someone special who recently joined our ohana. He's pretty special & holds a very important position in the hierarchy of the household.
No, he is NOT a replacement for our Feline Overlord. He is however, above me in rank & therefore is deserving of your utmost respect.
Just kidding. About the money, I'm serious about the cawfee though, that stuff is gold.
Anyway, I'd like to introduce you to someone special who recently joined our ohana. He's pretty special & holds a very important position in the hierarchy of the household.
No, he is NOT a replacement for our Feline Overlord. He is however, above me in rank & therefore is deserving of your utmost respect.
Meet Jeffery Randolph Scott ([singing in the fashion of a church choir] RANDOLPH SCOTT!), better known as our Sovereign Head.
Yes, technically that is a foam mannequin head on a tension rod with a recycled calendar crown & a Lone Ranger mask, but he's so much more than the technical. He's the product of the imagination of my immensely, delightfully strange children & their friends.
I suppose you're wondering why. Or perhaps why he's jammed into the couch & not ensconced in a place of greater honor. Well, the answer is simple.
You see, our Feline Overlord watches the back of the house, protecting us from birds & squirrels by bravely laying on a window sill & showing off his majestic belly. Kalei patrols where he is told to patrol, but we did not have anyone to protect the front of the house.
So you see, the explanation is quite simple, we were in danger. But now that we have our Feline Overlord & our Sovereign Head to protect us, we'll be fine.
Here, I'll put up a chain of command graphic so you're not confused anymore.
Yes, technically that is a foam mannequin head on a tension rod with a recycled calendar crown & a Lone Ranger mask, but he's so much more than the technical. He's the product of the imagination of my immensely, delightfully strange children & their friends.
I suppose you're wondering why. Or perhaps why he's jammed into the couch & not ensconced in a place of greater honor. Well, the answer is simple.
You see, our Feline Overlord watches the back of the house, protecting us from birds & squirrels by bravely laying on a window sill & showing off his majestic belly. Kalei patrols where he is told to patrol, but we did not have anyone to protect the front of the house.
So you see, the explanation is quite simple, we were in danger. But now that we have our Feline Overlord & our Sovereign Head to protect us, we'll be fine.
Here, I'll put up a chain of command graphic so you're not confused anymore.
Hopefully the chart was helpful in understanding the household dynamic. It really is a complicated one, but it works for us.
Oh & the answer to the question (because the Stork asked it too) "Why did you jam a foam mannequin head on a tension rod with a Lone Ranger mask & calendar crown into the couch?" is...
Why wouldn't you?!
Aloha until later m'luvs,
-Clare
Oh & the answer to the question (because the Stork asked it too) "Why did you jam a foam mannequin head on a tension rod with a Lone Ranger mask & calendar crown into the couch?" is...
Why wouldn't you?!
Aloha until later m'luvs,
-Clare
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