treacherous team mates

terrible twosome

 

driving home after a 10 hour shift,

 

I thought, I'd steam those chicken breasts

 

on the counter I left,

 

I had placed them way back

 

so the mongrel not be tempted,

 

skinless and deboned,

 

from most prep, I'd be exempt.

 

 

I walked in the door a fine greeting as always,

 

and then looking a bit more around,

 

one vacuum sealed wrapper,

 

lay in the corner of the den,

 

a fast wagging tail,

 

and a smile,

 

and then---

 

 

"GASP!!"

 

 

I said, "Morpheus, what did you do here last night??!"

 

"I put them way back on the counter just right!"

 

and he sheepishly lay down for a belly rub,

 

I said, "Oh you think so? Oh no,

 

what you should get is the tub!"

 

 

I thought to myself,

 

"He can't reach that far back on the counter----"

 

and then, with shocking surprise,

 

came an uncontrollable grin,

 

 there's only one possibility,

 

which is that Muffin and him

 

had conspired in play,

 

amusing themselves,

 

very well, I might say.

 

 

that's the last time I'll leave food on the counter to thaw,

 

I hope he doesn't get sick,

 

...after all,

 

it was raw!

 

 

he hid back in the hallway, 

 

like he does when I'm mad,

 

but how could I tell him he's no good,

 

or "bad"?

 

 

the two of them, a team,

 

cause I've seen her do it before,

 

she'll push things with her paws til they fall on the floor,

 

just to watch what he does with them,

 

a game that she plays,

 

I know my luck has ran out

 

to change these mischievious ways!!!!

 

 

 

....

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

True story....good nite.

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