ANGER (mis)MANAGEMENT

 

It's a beautiful Sunday, DAY 3 of mom feeling good, and this time she is going to "share the love" by staying home with us and giving us looooong RUNABOUTS plus YumYum's getting a nail-trim and brushing and special lap-time.
He has more tumors or cysts on him but the vet told mom a long time ago if they were malignant he would not still be here so we have chosen that, instead of worrying, he shall be sitting with the Queen during the OlympiGz, yes, and all her
Corgi-Shchmorgis, too! But for TODAY we are in the moment so CARPE DIEM!

 

"WHADDA-WHADDA-WHADDA, SPARKY OUT
AND BOTH US IN AND DO WE SEE WHEATGRASS?!"

 

I feel negative vibrations...betta hide!
Oompa-loompa, squeeze, fat piggie,
SQUEEEEEZE!


 

MADE IT!


 

Wait a minute, I am not letting them
scare me. Oompa-Loompa, I have been
gifted fresh wheatgrass for my OlympiGz
breakfast of Champions and have it I shall!
Nom-Nom-Nom-Nom-Nom...OM...MMMmmm!

 

^^^WAIT!^^^
Do I feel "A Disturbance in The Force?"
YIKES!
YIKES!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





(This isn't good, is it?)

 

 

You two seem mildly perturbed with me?

 

What have I done to mildly perturb you?


BHINDI TO YUM-YUM: "DON'T TRY TO TALK.
 JUST CHILLAX, PIRATE DUDE. I'LL HANDLE THIS."

 

BHINDI: "No, seriously, I have it all
under control, don't worry."
YumYum: "Yeah, the little runt is flaunting
his wheatgrass and runabout right in front
of us and you've got it all figured out, eh?"


BHINDI: "YEAH!  Here comes mom now
to feed us, too: yeah, mom! We shall now
have Breakfast of Champions for THREE!



 

Look! Mom's gonna feed you two with me!
You just have OlympiG jitters and need
to consult with a sports-Mycologist.
They all do that.
Meditate, practice yoga, enjoy deep breathing: become the embodiment of equanimity, not compulsive emotional
reactivity.  Be more like mom, our household yogini.

"WAAAH! YAAAAAH! (pigs rolling over
on sides hysterically laughing their tails off!)
"GOOD ONE, Lil'RUNTY, ya sure GOT US THAT TIME!"
"WAAAAAH, YEAH, mom: equanimity, never impulsive, have you seen that HAIR? LOOKS WORSE THAN THE WHEATGRASS! AAAAH, NOW WE ALL FEEL BETTER.
LAUGHTER! WHO KNEW?

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Anger Management is now...
concluded.