Wednesday, May 15, 2019

squeaky clean

Besides the usual noises that will cause tiny chumley to drop everything, run on over, and stay a while, there is one noise that is a little less common. Yesterday was window and windowsill washing day, and with it, came the enticing, glass wiping siren sound of what to a little wolf always tells him that I’ve just brought out the biggest squeaky toy on the planet. No wait, make that the universe. 

 After about five windows’ worth of ignored pleas, tiny chumley and his optimistic enthusiasm finally simmer down to a slow boil. But even then, the glimmer of hope never really fades. :)

mom, i can help u wash the pollen off the window sills if u buy me a hovercraft. :)