Friday, November 1, 2013


Gracie was cold outside.

(She can't come in because she does not respect the carpet.)

I made her a house out of an upside down box and put her favorite fuzzy blanket inside.

She was grateful.

I know this for a fact.

How do I know?

Because the next morning, there was a dead rat lying belly-up in the flowerbed by my front door.

Now that's gRATitude for ya.