Someone please call Mozart and also tell him to bring the harpsichord...
"Dammit! Hush Maggie!" I hollered from the computer room for the forth time.
It was pointless to try and calm her so I got a grape soda out of the fridge and got on the computer.
An urgent bladder woke me up after midnight to shake the dew off my lily and all the neighborhood dogs were all going ballistic. Something got them all stirred up -- the whole crew of neighborhood canine contingent joined in. Yes, Maggie had joined the countless fray involved. I wonder what got them so shaken up? A prowler? A possum? Or a raccoon? Definitely, a bunch of group-think was involved.
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