Tuesday, June 9, 2015

The never-ending game of cone

It was early Monday morning. I was standing in my office, brushing my teeth and watching
George and Alan play with the remains of a cone. My toothbrush turned off after two minutes 
but the game of cone continued. Surely if I raced to get dressed and go outside with the camera, 
the game would be over and the rushing around would have been pointless.


I was wrong. The game kept going...



...and going...



...and going.



Well into the ninth inning, the chickens started heckling across the fence.
I couldn't blame them. They wanted breakfast. Me, too.



Lucy gave up and took a nap as the game went into extra innings.



George: Please let it be over soon. Even I'm bored.



Finally, Alan took one for the team and let go.




9 comments:

  1. Looks like the Game of Cone became Lord of the Ring.

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  2. I haven't had breakfast yet either -- but start the day with a big fat smile about donkeys having fun!

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  3. Even the chickens think they look silly.

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  4. Anne Boleyn6/9/15, 6:20 AM

    Don't you mean, "Game of Cones"?

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    1. An American in Tokyo6/9/15, 5:55 PM

      Love it! Game of Cones! ha ha
      I guess that means you will have to buy a couple more, seeing that they have torn that one up pretty good...;)

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  5. Somebody(s) need a new cone!

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  6. Looks like they had a lot of fun

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  7. Ha ha, sounds like Cleveland, overtime. Love the chickens heckling! I bet Mrs.Hughs started it all :-)

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  8. Your donkeys are adorable!

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