Sunday, August 1, 2010
Conversation with my friend goes like this as we are about to stumble upon the poor monkey tied up in my living room to my coffee table:
"Kayla, likes animals, she just doesn't realize the right way to treat them." I say picking up toys.
"But she gets along great with my dogs, adores them and I bet she'll make a good pet person" my friend comments.
"I'm serious" I say walking around the couch, "she can be very cruel, and she doesn't even realize it"
and then we stumble upon the helpless monkey. "See thats exactly what I mean- she loves this monkey, sleeps with it, adores it, and look what she does to it."
We both laugh, I untie the monkey with a renewed thought that I'll have a discussion with my youngest daughter...