Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty, well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming --WHEW-- What a Ride!!!" -Author unknown
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
While you were sleeping...Ellie jammed himself in the drawer.
I am writing this post to tell everyone that Ellie just crammed his fat self into the drawer of the computer table and (for several minutes) was unable to unwedge himself. I thought I was gonna have to call the fire department or start hacking the desk up. I'm surprised at how flexible that wad of fur is.
Oh, and Merry Christmas. Thanks for the party Carroll. I brought my mom's cake home and stood over it giving it a "taste test." Then I had to eat some M&M's to make sure they tasted ok too. I don't know why I can't fit into any of my clothes anymore. My dryer must be shrinking everything.
I hope everybody gets everything they want. I want a blue bow on my new horse. Make sure whoever is getting me the horse knows that.
And in closing: Hannah gets Ellie, Carroll gets Peri, Joy gets Aftan, John gets Cedar, Martha gets Holly, and Jimmy gets my fish. If anyone feels left out just let me know. I still have Buzz and the rest of my horses to give away. Oh, Hannah can have Chase to keep Ellie company.
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6 comments:
Just what I wanted! He'll keep Scout company...
I am not allowed to say what would happen if I wake up and find Holly in my back yard. Let's just say it would involve a gun and a shovel.
Aftan! I'd love to have him... but he'd have to make a great outdoor decoration as mommy won't have indoor pets :)
i'll see your cedar and raise you a wuga. for a horse or two i might be willing to throw in a gimpy cow and a bale of alfalfa.
Yeah, my plugs would definitly be worth a crippled little cow. But I want a $6.00 bale and not a $4.00 bale.
Hey Martha...you're not gonna throw a gun at that poor dog, are you?
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