The balloons daddy gave mom on Valentine's Day lasted ages! For over two weeks they tormented me and I'm sure they would have done so for longer, if wasn't for them dropping down to a level where I could easily reach them. Then what happened was, well...
In my defense, they frightened me half to death when daddy first brought them inside - flapping and flailing all around, happy and cocky as anything. Even when all of us were peacefully seated on the couch after our nightly dinners, the balloons would sway in the back of the room, taunting me. That's why as soon as they came down to my level, I had to show them who was boss! I was good about it for almost two weeks after all.
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