Willa: *scratch scratch scratch* Guess what?
Me: You want boiled chicken?
Willa: Yes!!! CHICKEN CHICKEN CHICKEN!!!! wait, no that isn't it.
Me: You aren't getting boiled chicken.
Willa: Well . . . I'm going to start blowing my coat then.
Editor's Note: All that crap on the floor? That is Willa's fur. . . and that was only the FIRST day of her 2 week shed cycle.
