Prowling Lion

My husband loves to scare my poor, sweet neighbor. He spots her quickly each time she begins to walk across the street, and then proceeds to tip-toe with a little skip behind the door and lie in wait for her to come in. Bark, Bleh, Boo (whatever phrase he...

Pardon the Paint Smell

Boy did it smell bad. Stink, stank, stunk! But boy, it was pretty. I walked into the freshly painted area. My nose alerted me before I was even within viewing distance; somewhere, there had to be fresh paint! You know that smell. The kind that makes you want to turn...

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