Saturday, April 24, 2010


1 comment:

Sharon said...

Quite a few years ago, when I had my late, beloved Smartie, he made it clear that there was Something At The Window (at 2 o'clock in the morning, of course). I opened up the shutters and raised the window. Fortunately, the window has a screen, because after a little snuffling and my saying "But, Smartie, there's nothing there"--a little face peered around the corner.

I screamed, the raccoon dematerialized and I very nearly slammed the window down on Smartie's paws.

Mind you, I'm on the *third floor* of my building. The darn thing had climbed the fire escape.