Thursday, July 15, 2004
      ( 11:57 PM ) Lostcheerio  
Hoity is back. Skinny as a rail. He announced his arrival by screaming his head off in the laundry room and then running away coyly for the entire evening. I finally went out front and caught him lurking on the porch. So, here he is, back from his walkabout. He doesn't have fleas, surprisingly enough, but he's going to get a rip-roaring bath and a flea drop treatment thing tomorrow anyway. Right now he's marching around the house yelling. I was considering where to give him his bath, since I don't really want to use our tub, or Benny's tub, or any of the sinks... and I thought well hey, the utility tub would be ideal, but the faucets on it are hooked up to the washing machine, which also drains into it... then I thought HMMMMMM pretty perfect I'd say, all that rushing foaming sudsy water filling up that utility sink when the laundry is draining out... maybe I'll just dunk him in there a few times when I hear the cycle go to spin. MWAHAHAHAHA. Run out on us for two weeks? MWAHAHAHAHA.
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