Don’t Bother Saying Your Sorry

Granted I am a storyteller at heart, but honestly folks, you just can’t make this sh*t up.

Pearl Bailey for the most part has been behaving during the pandemic. Yes, she has gotten dirty, but nothing out of the ordinary (by her standards not mine). I will say that her slight behavior modification is probably due to the inordinate amount of time the Professor and I have spent at home. Deviating from our normal “in the house-out of the house” pattern to a quarantine of staying put, I believe this has subliminally delivered a message to our Diva because her conduct has improved exponentially.

Around 10:00 am this morning while I was dressing, Pearl Bailey was plopped inert on the bed. I sat quietly with her while I was putting my shoes on and the vibes she was giving off were STRONG! Now, I understand some people may not agree that communication between a human and animal can exist, but with this dame and me – it does indeed! Here’s the thoughts I was receiving…Pearl Bailey was feeling remorseful and for some reason her breath was better. Normally, she has ‘dragon’ breath resulted from her dietary supplement of ingesting live lizards. As I sat with her, I began to receive contrite messages from her. And for the life of me, I did not grasp what she was trying to apologize for…then it dawned on me that I better pay a visit to her Shangri-La.

Sure enough, when I got downstairs and into the yard I did not have to go far. The flower boxes that line the deck had been looted. I can’t tell you the motive, but I can supply this factoid. At approximately 4:30 pm yesterday afternoon, just before the rain came, I delicately planted several mature herbs plants in the dirt within those boxes. There was Rosemary, Italian Oregano, Thai Basil and Thyme. This morning, however, there is no trace of those lovely mature plantings at all. In fact, even the dirt looked undisturbed leaving me to wonder did I just imagine planting them? NO! This had to be the reason she was remorseful this morning AND why her breath had improved. The aromatics from the herbs made her pants downright fragrant.

So there you have it, ladies and gentlemen – a breath of fresh air does not always deliver what you think it will – sometimes there is a hidden agenda being served.