Please tell me how it is that Beany–
ancient, wise, stalwart Beany–
big, strong, dog-slayer Beany–
hungry, whining, “let-me-in-NOW-because-I’m-STARVING,” Beany–
can suddenly become so incredibly…dense?
“See, I told you Harriet. Cats are really thick.”
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That is pretty funny! The older you get the more you miss.
Weird. I haven’t seen him do that yet. Funny though!
No lie…we just sat there snapping pictures waiting for him to turn around and see them. We–of course would have grabbed him so he didn’t hurt the doves but it was so odd. They were 4 feet away from him.
Heyyyyy….is that an old person joke? Wait a minute…what was your name again? Where am I? WHO am I?
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