"The cow," gasped Anne, breathless from running, crashing into Gilbert, and being hysterical,
"the wretched, miserable cow! I came out into the yard this morning—
and Dolly was IN THE MILKING PEN."
"What?" cried Gilbert. "But Dad drove her to Charlottetown last night—"
"That's the worst part," groaned Anne tragically, wringing her hands in her apron.
"It WASN'T Dolly—it was Mr. Harrison's cow—the one he bought from Mr. Bell last year!"
Anne Shirley and I have at least one thing in common: we're not good with animals. I've never ridden a horse that doesn't bolt. I've never had a cat that didn't make me sneeze. And once, while pet-sitting a neighbor's rabbit, I found the white little ball of fluff lying lifeless in the corner of its cage. I'm not negligent---just cursed. I've heard people say that you should try raising an animal before you raise children. In my case, I'm thinking that once my children have all left the house, I might try my hand at raising a goldfish.
Despite my lack of luck with animals--and in honor of dear Anne and her cow Dolly--I decided to spruce up my front and back porches a bit with some fun animal silhouette pillows.
(Thank you, Dear Lillie, for yet another brilliant idea . . . )
I found some red outdoor throw pillows in a bin at Walmart, purchased some some sticky-backed felt, traced on some animal silhouettes, cut them out, and ta da! Farmhouse pillows!
(Jennifer has a quick and easy tutorial here on how to do this.)
My husband thinks the color has partially melted his retinas, but I love the pop of red against the white rocking chairs, and the grey and black exterior of the front porch.
Anne of Green Gables April wouldn't be the same without some farmhouse charm. And I must admit that I am thrilled to finally have some animals in my life that won't be going "belly-up" on me anytime soon. Happy silhouetting!