Friday, December 09, 2005
Today is a Good Day to Die
I was in the cemetery and there was lots of snow. I think there was something living under one of the fallen over headstones. I was trying to get at it, but Katie dragged me off. I checked a few others and there was nothing under there. Then there was something better. A dump truck. It was pretty far off, not being in the cemetery, and I wasn't near the fence at all. It was okay though, because it was headed up the road toward the gate. It only took a moment to decide to go for it. Unfortunately, by the time I got to the gate it was far away. I thought about following it, but there were all these great smells next to the gate and I don't usually get to sniff wherever I want so I did that instead.
Then Katie said we had to go home. It was such a good time.
I was in the cemetery and there was lots of snow. I think there was something living under one of the fallen over headstones. I was trying to get at it, but Katie dragged me off. I checked a few others and there was nothing under there. Then there was something better. A dump truck. It was pretty far off, not being in the cemetery, and I wasn't near the fence at all. It was okay though, because it was headed up the road toward the gate. It only took a moment to decide to go for it. Unfortunately, by the time I got to the gate it was far away. I thought about following it, but there were all these great smells next to the gate and I don't usually get to sniff wherever I want so I did that instead.
Then Katie said we had to go home. It was such a good time.
