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Some days, you just oughta have stood in bed!

by B. A. Brown

Some days, you just oughta have stood in bed!

It being a very nice warm day. I was inspired. Early this morning, went out, dug up weeds, carted weed stuff to pile I decided to start behind the garage. Managed about 8 x 2 foot area. Spread some flower seeds. Watered. Still have another 12 x 2 foot to go alongside the house, and then another three largish spots in the front. I will be circumspect, and only do a little bit at a time, lest I overdo the physical bit.

I ignore the blisters on my hand. I ignore the ache. It was worth it, right? OK, I shower. Comb my hair, sit down with a book. Wake up an hour or so later. Body refuses to move. All joints loudly protest. Muscles laugh in defiance when I ask them to start the walking process.

Damned flowers had better look good. And my plans for additional weeding & seeding are now somewhat reduced in scope.

A number of hours at the computer, and now I am truly paralyzed. I try another hot shower. It works a bit, so that I am able to move around enough to prepare dinner. Fix dinner, consume same. Clean up kitchen.

Feed dogs, let them out. Wash doggie dishes, finish cleaning up kitchen. Fix pot of fresh coffee, pour cup. Bring dogs in.
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Return gingerly to computer. Maggie & Katie leap on bed. Circle about, create nests. All is quiet.

Funny noise behind me. I ignore. Another funny noise. I try to turn around to locate the source. Body will not turn. Oh hell. I get up, painfully. Walk around stiffly. Locate the source of the noise.

One of them has barfed on my bed.

I do some significant yelling. Chase girls outside. Gather up bed linen, hose off the offending bits outside. Dump bed stuff in washer.

Retun to computer. Coffee is cold. Return to kitchen for a new cup.

No dogs in backyard. Gate is ajar.

Huh? Oh NO!! Apparently, I left the gate open whilst hosing off my bedspread.

Return aromatic fresh coffee to kitchen. Gather up biscuits, and some nicely-odiferous salami. Put shoes on, venture outside. I do remember to bring house keys.

No dogs in sight.

Listen for sounds of barking: none. Listen for sounds of pounding paws: none.

(sigh). Start hiking. Choose a direction - left. Walk three blocks, making a fool of myself: "KATIE!!! MAGGIE!!! COOKIES~~~"

Nothing. Return to house. Again, listen. Again nothing. Start off in the other direction. Walk three blocks, yelling like an idiot.

"KATIE!!! MAGGIE!!! COOKIES~~~"

Body now screaming in pain. Oversupply of lactose acid causing extreme muscle burn. Turn right. Walk back down parallel street. Might as well give those neighbors some entertainment, too. "KATIE!!! MAGGIE!!! COOKIES~~~"

Turn right, and right again. Return to house. Walking like Herman Munster wading in jello now. Enter house. Decide to give the little bitches [DogTeam note: female dogs] 30 minutes before I call animal control and report them missing.

Go to kitchen. Deposit cookies and salami on counter. Coffee is cold. Put bedstuff in dryer. Pour another cup of coffee. Return to computer.

Funny noise in backyard! AHA! Maybe they have returned!

Open back door. They rush in, shoulder me aside, give me dirty looks. I notice that the gate is closed. Closed? They came back and closed the gate? Huh?? No -- I closed the gate before I left on my trek.

Oh *!**@@*. They were here all the time. They must have been behind the garage. Hiding. Smirking. Laughing with their fat hairy paws over their grinning mouths. Rolling black bodies giggling uncontrollably.

OK - Priorities. Will ruminate about doggie tricks later. I grab a sheet and try to get to my room before they do. I fling the sheet over the spreadless bed.

My coffee is lukewarm, but I am not going to dump it.

Girls come in, leap on bed.

I hear funny noises behind me.

I try to turn around to locate the source. Body will not turn. Oh hell. I get up, painfully. Walk around stiffly. Locate the source of the noise.

They are dining on salami.

Sheet is grease-stained.

I am ignoring it for now.

..... and now, more Tails of Maggie & Kate (ongoing stories, please keep checking back to see what has been added)
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