Okay, so. We have been dilligently working on our house. We're hoping to have it ready to put on the market by the end of the year.
I'm out last night watering the flowerbeds when TWH strolls up to keep me company. I get to the bed where Gwenyth lives and was watering away when TWH asks "So what are you gonna do with your chicken when we put the house on the market??"
Me: I'm planning on leaving her right where she is. Why??
TWH: Are you sure that's a good idea?? She's not... Exactly for EVERYONE.
Me: Are you saying people won't like Gwenyth?? How could they NOT like Gwenyth?? She's full of Awesome!! And Whimsy. Awesome Whimsy!! THAT'S what she's full of!!
TWH: Baby, she's full of something, but I don't think it's what YOU think she's full of.
I guaran-damn-tee you that when the house goes up for sale, Gwenyth will be in charge of holding the "For Sale" sign.
Mark my words.