Ma drove off into the clear blue yonder saying she’d had enough of the pair of us.
While the tike may be sweet when asleep she is a Tiger when she’s been fed and watered and walked.
This morning she went to her bedroom, brought down a toy and proceeded to shred it.
Dad was screaming so loud Ma could hear him in the bathroom.
She’d had enough. She threw the tike in her crate cleaned out the innards of the animal she demolished and promptly huffed off leaving me with Dad.
The bro will need to work every hour God sends to keep that one in squeakies.
She’ll go through a train load in no time.