4/8/23

Oh, oh, the garage door is going up. I just cannot get up. I look around and my mates are out to it. They don't look like moving anytime soon either.

The mistress flies in the door, oh heck we are in deep trouble. I am really struggling here to lift my head. She looks far from impressed. Then she raises her voice a bit too loudly. We all say at once that we are very sorry mistress. We didn't know when you were coming home and would have had all these things put away had we known. Oh, dear, she asked why we needed to know as it's her house she shares with us.

Why is there fruit on the floor? Did you ask if you could have alcohol?

Just get up and clear this awful mess. I am going to lock away all alcohol in the future. Since when do you fellas contribute to the household income? You all need a job and earn your own keep. She announced she is on a pension and doesn't go far enough as it is. Just get out of my hair immediately.

Oh dear she's not happy, so we will have to think of a way to get around her or we will be out in the cold frost. We will have a meeting when she is asleep and come up with a plan. I think it better be a good one. 

Now she still hasn't said where she has been, but the mood she is in I don't think we will ask either. We can only imagine she's been down with lover boy. 

Thought for the day.

Everyone has a story.

Everyone has been through something 

that has changed them.

So never judge a person 

by the chapter, you walked in on.