Thursday, July 9, 2015

My Day

Once upon a time, early this morning, I spotted something on the bedroom floor, next to the low table that holds a bowl of pinecones. Harris likes to fish them out and knock them around.

It looked like a pinecone. So I picked it up.

It was not a pinecone.

The End.

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