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Welllllll(in my best annoucer voice) Commmmmmmmmmmmmme on Down! Butler Manor is the place to be.



We have old dogs that have learned new tricks! Freckles, the 65lb Basset hound has learned to roll over at 13 years old.

We have cats that can not let the old dog with new tricks still the show! Pepper runs past Freckles, comes to a screeching halt and rolls over not once, not twice, but three times and sits up and smiles....look at me!!!!



and finally...

We have.....green frogs....in......our.....bathtub....

Yes folks me....Kaye Butler....Manager at Butler Manor has found the frog. I didn't even know the frog was lost!

I, innocently, climb into the shower Monday morning, thinking about the rest of the day, and what glorious blessing it would bestow on me and mine. When out of NO WHERE this evil green frog with red devil eyes leaped maliciously out at me from a high corner of the bathtub and landed on my chest, causing me to feel like I was going into cardiac arrest, shock, seizure, etc. I stealthily swiped the frog from my chest causing him to land on the opposite wall of the tub, directly across from me. I could tell from the look in his beady, red devil, eyes that the fight was ON. (one of my brothers used to say..."It's on like donkey kong") That's the look I and feeling I got from the frog.

I had no choice but to call for reinforcement.

My reinforcement team has been trained for this sort of mission, so I thought. The plan is this...When I scream..."Help, come get the frog, N....O.....W...." They are supposed to drop what they are doing and come to my assistance. My part in this mission is to stand as far away as possible from said enemy...the green frog. My reinforcements are to catch said frog and remove it from the property swiftly and without malicious intent.

THE PLAN DID NOT HAPPEN. EPIC FAILURE.

This is how it all went down....

We are now at the point that the frog has been flicked to the opposite wall of the tub. He's looking at me and I'm screaming for reinforcement. The shower is running HOT, I've got shampoo in my hair and I'm still screaming for reinforcement. I can hear them coming. I tell Mary Margaret to help me and the frog jumps towards me! I scream again...(Mary Margaret says that I'm saying...OH my gosh he's gonna get me, come on help me) I deny that. I was just making sure she could hear me and knew what I needed done. Plain and simple. She begins to laugh, Taylor come to the bathroom and wants to know what's going on...like she couldn't hear. Puuuulease.

My only defense...to wrap myself up in the shower curtain to save my life. I am standing in the shower, with the shower curtain wrapped around me, begging someone to get the stupid frog so that I can take my shower in peace and not go into cardiac arrest. (I use cardiac arrest because the children have no idea what that is and it sounds horrible). No one comes to my rescue...I peak out and I see...

Mary Margaret holding her sides, rolling in the hall floor, laughing and crying and gasping for air. Taylor has her legs crossed, bent half way over, laughing and crying and gasping for air. Why was her legs crossed? To keep from peeing she was laughing so hard.

Finally Mary Margaret gets the frog and I take my shower.

As I walk through the house getting ready to leave, I pass by each girl, who have been banished to their rooms for failing me in my time of need, and THEY SNICKER. I pass by Tim, who missed the whole ordeal, and HE SNICKERS. Apparently he has been filled in.

I need some allies in this place...

It's how I roll....drama to the end!