Monday, July 5, 2010
What Was He Thinking???
The other morning Gampy got up first and while I lazed in bed, I heard a distant humming sound....oh NO...he isn't? I looked out the window to see the sunrise blinding me. Then I look at the clock. Hmmmmm, this is a.m.
I try to get his attention, but his mind is on business. Apparently he has decided to get the back yard (the far out back yard) mowed before the sun comes up.
So I do the smart thing and hide inside in case any of the neighbors come yelling at him that it's not even *F&&$0@#$&G 6 a.m. As I cringe, it just goes on and on. Finally the mower stops and I peer out the window.
I don't see him or the mower so I guess he's through. I check the clock. hmmmm, he's done a full day's work and it's not even 7 a.m. Hope the neighbors didn't mind my old rooster crowing...er, should I say "mowing?"