I name things. My cyst, every car we've ever owned, our house plants, the list gets longer, trust me. It just makes things easier for reference, I think. For example, "Could you water Marry, she's looking a little bit thirsty?" or "I'm gonna go stick Sassafras Puddinpants in the sun, he's looking droopy.". Onomatophobia has nothing on me.

My poor teething beauty. Only four molars left. Four molars the size of skyscrapers trying to fit inside a mouth the size of a Bungalow.
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Following back from Friday Follow. Thanks for stopping by!
ReplyDeleteHahahaha loved this post. I have a fruit tree named Lupe and call most of my other plants Bob. When I name them they seem to live longer. Or at least it makes me think they do... I've had a lot of Bobs...
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Bonnie
I had a Ficus named Richard, but I preferred to call him Dick. He died. Never had a Bob though.
ReplyDeleteFollowing now from FF, but....you are a hoot. And I name things too....behind the 'things' backs usually. It makes life more interesting when you almost say 'things' nickname instead of their real name. I like to live life on the edge... ;o)
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