Monday, August 29, 2011
Project Linus knitting project on the sofa bed. She locked me in and I spent the most pleasant half hour I had all week, knitting away in silence. It didn't last long. I heard sounds outside the door and when I made inquiries I simply got a nasally, "Don't open the door." There were obvious construction noises and I began to panic. I thought of Edgar Allan Poe's "The Cask of Amotillado" and wondered if I was being bricked in. I soon found out what she was up to.
Rusty. We were soon joined by Moose, who was in for murdering a mouse, and Bunny Boopie, whose crimes are unknown. Last to be locked in our overcrowded cell was Foghorn herself, along with Oinkers (whom she said was framed...by her). She flopped on her prison cot and began to play an invisible harmonica.
A prison fight broke out, but Grandma and I managed not to get shanked.
headed for the park. I have this feeling she'll be a repeat offender...
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