The thing about Honey B is that she really is the bees knees. I admire Honey B’s spontaneous nature, her silly demeanor, and when she sets her mind on something she won’t let anything get in the way. Honey B decided that yesterday front room 7 did not need to be cleaned. She was kind of right as it really just had toys and a lot of paper, just the way she likes it. However, today I really wanted to clean it for not just Honey B, but for Mave and Willy B too. It didn’t look promising at first, but eventually she shifted over for us.
Honey B in front room 7, just the way she likes it:
After all the front rooms were cleaned we handed Honey B and Mave extra rolls of wrapping paper from their Christmas party!
Mave was very pleased about this!
I will leave you with one last Honey Bees photos.
I love the pictures of those two silly girls.
it’s the small things…….
I think you just coined a new phrase : “The Honey Bees Knees”! I am happy to hear Honey B moved so you could clean the room for everyone (even if Honey B did work very hard to get everything exactly as she liked it). Looks like the rolls of wrapping paper were a hit with Mave. These photos show just how marvelous Mave is. Too funny…
Both managed to get their message to you about the whole cleaning inconvience, one positive, the other not so much. Funny.
Ah, Honey Beezus. This Sunday, the N.Y. Times magazine ran its annual, last-issue-of-the-year, “The Lives They Lived” edition. Among those remembered was Beverly Cleary (1916-2021); the article mentioned how both the author and her character Ramona (the Pest) had a sister named Beatrice or, as her name was pronounced by their younger selves, “Beezus”. I immediately thought of the Sanctuary’s resident interior designer. I trust that, after the Bee’s Knees vacated Room 7, when she returned that she did not find it imperative to take a scrub-brush to attend to any spots on the floor which the humans may have neglected to attend to in their janitorial duties.
Or did she?
In reference to the NYT’s article you mentioned, the story about the death of gorilla Ndakasi brought me to my knees. I didn’t know about her passing until I read it in this piece.
oh…I didn’t know either. Feels like a ton of bricks on my chest. i’m so very sad with you Kathleen.
ahahaha, Kelsi, where JB says “obstinate” you say “determined”!
Hope you guys are all staying warm! I heard about the last few days. brrrr! just grab one of those blankets!
Such a funny post. The hand through the paper is what really got me. Thanks for starting my day off with a smile..
Happy new year, Elaine!