She was on the curtain when I came home, and I have no idea where she went. She's probably hiding somewhere behind a bookshelf. Or in the closet. Or under the sofa. But not in the bed, please.
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I'm terrible at correspondence. A blog sounded like a good idea for friends to peek in every once in a while and see what I've been up to. Except I haven't gotten around to telling anyone about it.
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Well, maybe it's one of those radioactive spiders that gives you super powers like in "Spider-Man." Don't forget, "With great power comes great responsibility." Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can...
Holy crap! What is that??? I would have been screaming like a banshee!
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