Man I’m glad it’s Sunday and this getting up in the middle of the night is over.
Add to this the torture of putting up with the purring of the Pitty as she snuggles with her Dad in their chambers while I’m forced to do nothing but gaze out the window.
I’m ready to run.
If anyone were to open the door right now I’d be off.
Maybe I could follow the scent of Ma in Aretha all the way to the Reformatory.
How long do you think it would take me to do twenty two miles?
If I were to go now I should be able to make it just in time to get a ride back with Ma!
Oh well she’ll be back soon! I’ll just have to pretend for now.
Blessing#2044-Running in Place
Booming Banter 