There is a humming bird that keeps eating at the feeder. He is to quick for me to catch . I wonder if they taste good.
A month ago, after a particularly crazy day at work, I decided to pass out as soon as I got home. A few hours later, I awoke to see that my phone heralded a text from Calliopunk. “We’ve been freshly pressed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” (This is an exact quote, I swear. I counted the exclamation points.) Shocked, I rushed to check my email. Sure enough, there it was.
You could have pushed me over with a feather. I immediately called Calliopunk and we had a squeal fest. We just couldn’t believe it. We were going to be featured! WordPress readers all over would get to see and (hopefully) enjoy our work.
Then it dawned on me.
While other showcased bloggers write about politics, books reviews, feminism, and other deep topics, our featured article….was about my cat.
Don’t get me…
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It’s starting to look like summer in my yard. That was until the neighbors dog had seven puppies.
I am so staying in the woods. I do not want to be licked by those happy things.