Wednesday, January 16, 2008

My Dogs Left Me a Present Last Night

It was big, fat, stiff, and oddly, still warm.
My dogs spend most of the waking hours of the day running between my fence, the grapefruit tree and the tangerine tree, in what I thought was a fruitless dream to one day catch a squirrel.
I guess their hard work finally paid off.

I should have taken a photo of the poor beast, but I was too flustered by whole corpse in the kitchen thing to think about it.


william wray said...

Damn, why does all the good shit happen to dog people? I'd have nailed it to a plank and painted it.

Vincent Waller said...

Ha! His little carcass might still be in the bin if you want it?
Sorry I didn't get to visit the other day when saw you downstairs. Things got busy up here.

Kenny P. said...

Every dog has his day. So do certain squirrels--only the day is not the same.

Kali Fontecchio said...