Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Last week she who must be obeyed ignored was upstairs watching TV whilst I as usual was doing the impawtant job of securing the premises. That is when I saw the little bundle of mischief scamper across the floor. Now it has been very hot over here.since May and the little fury beasties have been heading indoors looking for water. So I sounded the alarm to no avail. Getting somewhat agitated having cornered the varmint in the corridor I waited patiently and with the lazy one still not coming to my aid I let out a chorus of barks fit enough to wake sleeping ugly from her stupor upstairs. Well it worked and she came lumbering down the stairs cussing and not looking where she was going. Ho hum, tripping over Sputnik Toy she landed rather ungracefully in a heap in the corridor. The arms where flaying like a windmill and she was rocking backwards and forwards like a Swinging Jenny until gravity got the better of her. Of course I had more impawtant things to worry about and continued to sound the alarm. Eventually getting her sorry rump into action she moved the umbrella stand......I pounced........little furry beast was no more. What did she do? Did she say thank you? No she called Wonder Boy and my trophy was dispatched into the place where all good things go aka the bin. Yes they stole it so I went and sulked for Britain. Humans for you....who'd have them? Have a marvellous Monday all and don't forget to add a little mischief today.