A Day in the Life
Monday, December 12th, 2005Get this.
4:30 am. Sound asleep. All of a sudden…
CRASH!
SHCSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Flew out of bed into the kitchen - (feet did not touch the floor)
Home-invasion robbers? (they’ve struck several homes in our area lately).
Terrorists?
Anthrax?
Raccoons?
Insane neighbors with guns?
Ginger, the dog who comes to visit?
No.
Skimpy and Max (Great Hunting Cats) had forcefully tackled and subdued an overly […]




