by B. A. Brown
I was chuckling merrily over my own little cleverness.I then realized that I was talking to Katie, making a joke.
And obviously expected her to understand and join in the mirth.
I was opening a new bag of kibble. 40 pounds, Costco's best Lamb & Ricemeal. I used a scissors because those damned easy-open string thingsnever work for me.
Katie kept sticking her snout in where I was about to cut.I remonstrated: "Get your face outta there! You're going to get cut andthen you'll have a damned bloody nose."
I started giggling at the picture that evoked.
"You'll have to lie supine on the couch, ice bag behind your neck, andwith your paws holding a bunch of kleenex to your nose."
And that started me laughing rather than giggling."
... continue reading "Tails of Maggie and Katie: I really gotta get a life"
I was chuckling merrily over my own little cleverness.I then realized that I was talking to Katie, making a joke.
And obviously expected her to understand and join in the mirth.
I was opening a new bag of kibble. 40 pounds, Costco's best Lamb & Ricemeal. I used a scissors because those damned easy-open string thingsnever work for me.
Katie kept sticking her snout in where I was about to cut.I remonstrated: "Get your face outta there! You're going to get cut andthen you'll have a damned bloody nose."
I started giggling at the picture that evoked.
"You'll have to lie supine on the couch, ice bag behind your neck, andwith your paws holding a bunch of kleenex to your nose."
And that started me laughing rather than giggling."
... continue reading "Tails of Maggie and Katie: I really gotta get a life"
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