Saturday, May 17, 2008

I thought I heard a prowler outside...

I thought I heard a prowler outside, and I almost called the police. But I opened my curtain and saw that the neighbor's cat was trying to mate with my plastic flamingos, and went to the kitchen for a late night snack.

Nothing like cookies and warm milk to take the edge off of being up in the middle of the night. I let Maxine out for a few minutes and she was glad to come back in--it's cool out there tonight.

I hate being up in the middle of the night, it causes me to have more bags under my eyes. Oh well, I guess tomorrow I will have to apply twice the Oil of Olay. Good night!

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