You got caught where...?
Aug. 13th, 2004 11:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_t_220Good grief, it never fails. Change the bed sheets and somehow the first moment you leave the dog unattended, the little bugger does her telportation trick and manages to get into my bedroom through a closed door and sleep on the damn bed.
This does not make me happy.
I was actually in quite a perky mood before finding her dribble-ship napping atop my nice clean mattress, as wandering through Safeways on the scrounge for a box to fit Zet's hat in, for some ungodly reason the tannoy started playing The Best That You Can Do. (The original, not the Hugh version, I'm not that lucky) But for some reason I found it very very hard to keep a straight face as I wandered the chilled meat section. Giggling and humming along with the tannoy while selecting a cold chicken is, most often, not condusive to people thinking you're terribly sane.
No change there then.
This does not make me happy.
I was actually in quite a perky mood before finding her dribble-ship napping atop my nice clean mattress, as wandering through Safeways on the scrounge for a box to fit Zet's hat in, for some ungodly reason the tannoy started playing The Best That You Can Do. (The original, not the Hugh version, I'm not that lucky) But for some reason I found it very very hard to keep a straight face as I wandered the chilled meat section. Giggling and humming along with the tannoy while selecting a cold chicken is, most often, not condusive to people thinking you're terribly sane.
No change there then.
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Date: 2004-08-13 05:12 am (UTC)sounds like fun anyways, except for bad dog... sighs that is always the way things go!