My Glamorous Life

I thought it only fair

that I show the non-pretty, office view

since people often ask,

What do you do?

Don’t you get bored?

or maybe they just say,

Must be nice.IMG_1368[1] Which makes me smile

and assume they aren’t picturing this.

IMG_1369[1]No matter the job,

there will be a certain amount of poop to scoop.

However, I do have this to come inside to:

IMG_1371[2]My glamour-puss.

Pass me the bon-bons, please.

After we play, of course,


Yep, I like my office view(s).

IMG_1394[1]I hope you do, too…

even when there’s poop to scoop.

About Marla Rose

This blog documents small-town life in central Illinois with photographs and various ideas/adventures that come my way. My hope is to make you laugh (or at least smile) and appreciate this life!
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11 Responses to My Glamorous Life

  1. Dianna says:

    Since I grew up beside a pig farm, I can almost “smell” your first couple of photos! And that is one of the most adorable kitties I’ve ever seen….!

  2. cecilia says:

    Makes me feel very lucky to have my pigs ranging the fields. Wish i could train the calves to go outside to poop though. This time of year it freezes so solid I could pick it up nd frisbee it into the field!.. Those piglets are looking very good!.. c

  3. pattisj says:

    Looks like you have a couple assistants there with the scooper! LOL That is one adorable kitten!

  4. I like your office view and your little kitty. Sometimes I wish I had those coworkers to work with.

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