Don’t Rush Me

Hu-Dad wanted to serve dinner, but needed to wait on the Queen’s arrival from the lower part of Sibe Quentin. Her response clearly stated, “Don’t rush me.”

I'm coming - don't rush me

I’m coming.

We clamor for our dinner within minutes of dinner time, so Hu-Dad raced to have our meals prepared. With the food ready, he called for us to take our stations so that the food could be served. The only challenge – Queen Natasha wandering the lower part of Sibe Quentin inspecting the perimeter. Waiting on you, hollered the Hu-Dad.

I will get there in good time.

I will get there in good time.

The Queen, however, never responds well to demands. She paused to sniff grass, inspect the fence, get a drink of water, and just assert her authority. We knew better than to complain and waited patiently.

Have my dinner ready yet, Hu-Dad?

Have my dinner ready yet, Hu-Dad?


  1. Charlotte Anderson on July 17, 2016 at 4:12 pm

    HRH deserves to have the troops delay mess until she is good and ready!

  2. Monty, Harlow and Ramble on July 16, 2016 at 10:54 am

    Haha – the Queen (or in our case, the Princess) should never be rushed!

    Monty, Harlow and Ramble

  3. Lori on July 16, 2016 at 7:07 am

    A queen has to do what a queen has to do… right Natasha!!

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