My animals were up to their shenanigans, again.
It began when I happened to look outside, and saw our cat, Bootsy, playing with a little blue lizard. (I believe it was a skink.) I knew it wasn't going to go well for that skink. Our hundred pound German Shepherd, Schultz, knew it wasn't going to go well, either. He wanted to bolt out the door and come to the rescue. So I let him.
As soon as Schultz was out, chasing the cat, my son wanted to join in the rescue mission. He ran out right behind the dog. The whole scene looked exactly like the nursery rhyme, The Farmer in the Dell.
This is my version:
The cat takes the skink, the cat takes the skink, hi -ho-the-dairio, the cat takes the skink.
The dog takes the cat, the dog takes the cat, hi-ho-the-dairio, the dog takes the cat.
The boy takes the dog, the boy takes the dog, hi-ho-the-dairio, the boy takes the dog.
The Mama stands alone, the Mama stands alone, hi-ho-the-dairio, the Mama stands alone.
(In case you're wondering, the skink escaped, as did the cat. Bubba and Schultz were completely out of breath after the chase, but after a cold drink of water, they were both fine.)
Now for a Bubba question: Alex Cavanaugh wanted to know what Bubba would do if five feet of snow fell. I asked the boy. His answer was pretty much what you would expect from any kid: "I'd make an army of snowmen, build a fort, and have a massive snowball fight. Then I'd build an igloo and take a nap."
If you have a question for Bubba, feel free to post it in the comments, and I'll ask him.