City Mouse

"That thing is a trap," said City Mouse. "The minute you touch the cheese something comes down on your head and you're dead." The little Country Mouse looked at the trap, and at the little City Mouse. "If you'll excuse me," he said, "I think I will go home. I'd rather have barley and grain to eat in peace than have sugar and dried prunes and cheese and be frightened to death all the time!" So the little Country Mouse went back to his home, and there he stayed all the rest of his life.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Emerald Isle

The cat peed on my clean laundry tonight.

Excellent.

I'm, ummm, packing now.

It's 2:00 am.

I head out tomorrow. Probably won't be checking in much. Maybe once or twice, then lots of pretty pictures when I get back.

Or maybe not at all (I told Gallu I wouldn't and I think maybe he has the right idea.)

I'll drink a pint for all of you.

3 Comments:

At 7:20 AM, Anonymous said...: have so much fun!
At 11:11 AM, DCepticon said...: Just make sure it isn't a pint of cat pee. That would be gross.
Bon voyage.
At 10:36 PM, playfulinnc said...: That's my favorite beach! Say hi to me on your way down highway 17!

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Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Emerald Isle

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