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    Tuesday, November 29, 2005

    More fun with the neighbor

    A few days ago when Hubby took the dog for a walk, Harley took off like a bat out of hell as soon as the front door was open. The guy across the street had just picked up his morning paper and was walking back towards his house. You remember the guy across the street, right? The neighbor whose one and only conversation with me centered on whether utility trucks from a heating & cooling company parked in my driveway meant I was moving out? Hubby's never talked with him. Anyway, as he was being dragged down the front steps, clinging to the leash, Hubby yelled out (at the dog) "Hey, ya clown!" and the neighbor turned around and waved.

    I rented a cargo van yesterday to get my poinsettias. When I wasn't using the van, do you know what I did with it? I parked it in my driveway. Really, I just like to play with his head.

    Posted by The Gradual Gardener :: 10:10 AM :: 3 Comments:

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