Maintaining my cool - by Kai llama

I live with two noisy, smelly donkeys, Beavis and Butthead:

Ok, so these aren't really their names, but these guys do some very strange things sometimes:

And me, well, I've got a front row seat to kooky-ville. I just sit back and watch it all:

They're even daft enough to try to get me involved sometimes, swinging that big, old orange cone close to my head and pretending like they're going to step on me:

They stir up a lot of dust jumping around like that, let me tell you. It's totally irritating:

Oh sure, I could get angry and spit a well-placed one right between their eyes but, instead, I practice my deep breathing and pretend they aren't even there:

It is vital that I don't make eye contact. Last time this happened, they thought it wise to try to include me in their ridiculous game and things quickly went south:

When they've finally moved their noisy selves up the hill and away from me, I relish the few peaceful moments to myself:

...and take a relaxing bath:






As with everything I do, I am incredibly thorough:





Ahhh, much better. You may not be able to see me, but I am so relaxed right now:

Uh oh...: