Work Ethic

I am most upset that here I am up at the Rainbow Bridge and Pennie's Work Ethic is completely falling apart. She came to the Mulligan Compound two years after I did. After approximately 4 days she established that, like all Females, she was going to Rule the Roost. Oh, I did not mind. I knew that I was the Alpha Male, but it was not beyond my sensibilities to realize that "Yes, Dear," are the two most important words that any Male can learn. Pennie may have removed a portion of my ear, but I was still Mom's favorite. What has escaped my understanding is how Dad failed to Learn From Me how to Handle Mom. Yes, I maintained my standing in Mom's eyes, let Pennie "think" she was in charge and still garnered most of the love and attention from Mom that Mom possibly had to give.

Anyhoodle. Pennie has become a Slacker. Yes. Oh, I could easily be accused of being "over-zealous" but no one ever called Me, Mulligan a Slacker. No crumb escaped my notice, no package came into the Mulligan Compound without inspection, no one showered, or even toileted without my knowledge. I even monitored the Lads while they practiced their instruments, crooning softly, (or loudly,) and completely ON KEY, encouragement to them.

Pennie has not even been getting up in the morning with Middle Lad! NO! When Mom awakens Middle Lad at 6:09 am, walks to his room and pulls on his legs to spur him out of his Loft Bed; Pennie curls further up into a Pennie Nest on the Concrete Queen and Resumes Her Slumber! She doesn't even check to see if Middle Lad has brushed his teeth before leaving the house!

Often, Pennie does not even get up at 8:00 am when Mom summons Little Lad from his Lofty Perch. Like some Lady of Leisure Pennie will Waltz downstairs around 8:45 to at least make sure the School Bus is Barked At.

Mom has left food, yes, precious morsels of cereal, fruit, or even a cream cheese sandwich on the tray of Wee Lass, gone out for an errand, and come back to discover that Pennie did not even clean up the tray while Mom was gone.

Egad, since I have been gone, Mom has even had to Mop, yes, MOP the Kitchen Floor!

Dad has made it clear that no Mulligan Replacement shall be considered for quite some time. Meanwhile, the Mulligan Compound races steadily downhill as all the Order, the Work Habits, the Inspections, that I, Mulligan, put into place are simply shuffled aside by Pennie the Slacker.

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