May 26, 2015
One Way ticket with Esme.
Esme, " I am on the bed in the spare room. LP has gently placed a soft blanket on me on account I like to burrow in them like the tiniest of bunnies."
Esme, " I am looking like a delicious gumdrop, good enough to gobble up, says LP. But I see that thing dangling in front of me as LP click, click, clicks away. It is its' usual unresponsive, unfeeling, indifferent self. I tell it to get lost but it continues to wave back in forth in front of me, taunting me to react."
Esme, " "Can you glimpse it to your left? In the lower left corner? And then my paw, winged and with breakneck speed, as if on cue and with absolutely no bloodshed or carnage . . . "
Esme, " Got you! "
Esme, " Now you will pay Camera String. "
Esme, " Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw. Chew, chomp, munch, crunch! Nibble. Nibble. You just bought yourself a one-way ticket to the morgue!"
Have a Terrific Tuesday!
See you soon.
the critters in the cottage xo