01 February 2006

Misty Through the Timbers

Violet Crumbleruff has taken to waking me each morning with affectionate licking on the mouth. (I can hear Grumpy recoil in horror from here.)

Luckily I usually sleep with tightly pursed lips. I call it The Schoolmarm in Repose.

However, I just know that one morning there is going to be a major industrial accident when I am caught dozing slack-jawed, mouth agape. That is when Grumpy will finally recognise the changes in the household hierarchy and curl up each night in a basket out in the laundry.

1 comment:

Proud Mum said...

hehehe, That's comedy.