

At the risk of offending myself I must say all things happen for a reason. You know things like you don’t put the lid on the salsa right so the next time you reach for it holding it by the lid it spills. You run a red light in front of a cop because he was making you nervous you get a ticket. You don’t return library books on time you get a library fine. You walk you trip. You run you stumble. You climb you fall. A fish spends all night out of water on the dresser and it lives for three days. Wait- what was that last one?! Something about Zombie fish? Anyway, life is a series of predictable events when viewed through the rear view mirror of 20/20 hindsight.
Meet Gimper.
Born with the rest of the chickens right away clearly something was not right. Man down!!!! The trouble is his/her legs, kind-a twisty.

And it is the funniest thing to hear Beach complain about the chores of motherhood.
“Oh that took forever to get her down. I had to read three stories.” AND “I’ve done everything for her and she is peeping for no reason, just ignore her.”
AND whisper, “Can you watch her for me for a second?”
“Sure.” Peep. Peep. Peep. Peep.
*huge sigh* “Never mind.”
“What did you need me to watch her for?”
“Nothing now!”


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