YIKES! Sorry, Dante

The mail came today in a rubber-banded together clump. I retrieved
it, then tossed it on the daybed to check out later. It landed on a
decided LUMP in the bedclothes, and Dante's head popped out looking
all "Whoa!-- WTF??" I had a lot of apologizing to do-- lucky he
doesn't hold a grudge.


Theresa
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Kreisleriana wrote:

The mail came today in a rubber-banded together clump. I retrieved
it, then tossed it on the daybed to check out later. It landed on a
decided LUMP in the bedclothes, and Dante's head popped out looking
all "Whoa!-- WTF??" I had a lot of apologizing to do-- lucky he
doesn't hold a grudge.

Awww, poor Dante. I think you owe him some sardines or shrimpies, or
whatever his favorite treat is.

Joyce

Hehe i've done that. Mostly i'll be tossing something onto the pile
of clothes on the floor only see something run away as it falls. I
thought I was going nuts when i was tossing my shoes onto a sweatshirt
only to have the sweatshirt get up and run across the room, giving me
a heart attack in the process.

kristi