Thursday, December 17, 2020
It wasn't the night before Christmas and all through the house no one quiet or comfortable...not even the "D" mouse. Only one stocking was hung the others we where...no shame...no name..its up to who gets there first on christmas morn.
Up on the roof with so much noise I can only hope its Santa with some really heavy toys.
I'm not such an optimus this we can clearly see, I load the shotgun run to the window. and take a good knee.( ok, right there I'm really stretching it. "A good knee" "Really?",
I peer out the window and what do I see but Neighborhood watch smacking some guy in a red suit with flashlights and whistles, and even a branch from my tree.
With all quiet now I turn to my bed. I turn on the safety to the shotgun and lay down my head. Dreaming all our Bill's paid and still money to spare, thinking "How did that happen...lwho really cares
. And I drift off to more sleep, I hear his small voice call out to the team on Tylenol...on Advil.... on sore muscle cream let's go..on deep heat ., on Electric blanket..get us the "H" out of this cold snow.
Dash away..dash away. Dash away now.
Then out in the distance the last that I heard," oh your still here....its done...go home.
Almost merry Christmas to all!.