I saw Ma looking at this post yesterday morning coincidentally just before we took the trash out.
The prospect of her being guzzled up with the garbage kinda scared me!
Who would take me for walks?
Who would I sleep with? Heaven forbid the hateful hussy that is my niece!
Worse who would cook the dinner and let me have the best little bits that fall by the wayside!
There again maybe we’d get takeout that might be tasty!
Blessing#1972-Trash Attack
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