Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Just when you thought it was safe...



to hang out in your own house.

Whammo!

Something bizarro happens.

As in, a drunken stranger breaks into your neighbors house and you are completely unaware that anything strange has happened until the police show up, four squad cars worth, and shout at said stranger, with your spawn in full hearing range, "I've got a gun pointed right at you, so don't move!"

Ummmm. What?

So, said stranger breaks in, not to rob or pillage, but to play with the dogs.

Everything turns out okay. Other neighbors bring said victims muffins and scones to reassure them of the safety of the neighborhood.

I don't know if I should laugh at the ridiculousness of it all or move.

So, I post it.

2 comments:

ahna said...

Now it's out - in all its ridiculousness. Don't move. Although, I had similar thoughts. And then I got pissed off. What to do? Daddyman walked over to the House of the Barking Dog and told them to take care of that dog! So far, so good...

Anonymous said...

Just be sure to accept the scones graciously and stay awya from the booze. And the dogs! Ha!

Love, Mom