Granny has lost the mink ears.
Catastrophe, Frantic, Frustration, Unsettling, Cranky,
What else can I say. Things are NOT good in my house. Granny has lost a pair of ears. Well you have never heard of such a fuss. You would think she lost the crown jewels.
Every thing has been pulled apart, boxes emptied 6 times, and put back.( Now I tell you if you have emptied it and had a look and it wasn't there, do you think it might hop back in the box so you could find it next time.) I think NOT.
The first place I looked was in the cookie jar. NO!
.I opened the lolly jar and out came the snakes. No ears in there unless the snakes ate them!!!!
May be they were under the seat in the lounge. NO
I looked under the table.No ears under there.
May be they are under the bed. Nup. nothing there.
Are I know they might be in Granny"s tool box. I had to empty ever thing out, but no ears in sight.
Granny said she wanted a look as well. If I couldn't find them I'm sure Granny wouldn't with her old eyes.
I went diving in the cedar trunk and I found a tiny scrap of mink. I said to Granny " Slow down, your blood pressure will be going through the roof." "Don't worry Granny the world won't stop if you can't find the ears.
It just means the bear can't hear."
New ears were sewn, and now that ball of fluff can hear.
Howdy, fluff ball can you hear me now? Yes I think we have the problem solved.
My thought for the day.
"Sure God created man before woman........
But then you always need a rough draught
before you create a MASTERPIECE."