We had an increasingly more and more irritated bulldog in our yard for many hours yesterday.
It was one of several canines belonging to a neighbor and she apparently had jumped to the top of a concrete block wall and then jumped or fallen nearly six feet to our yard.
And she couldn't get out.
And she didn't know us.
And she growled menacingly whenever we tried to approach her.
Finally, late in the afternoon the neighbor lady came home, found my note on her front door and called one of her sons to come across town and take care of the situation.
He did, the dog was very glad to see him and apparently a barricade was built on the other side of the wall to prevent this from happening again.
And do you know what yesterday was?
The Day of the Dog.
I kid you not.
But today is Friday and I intend to kid you now.
Okay, Gentle Readers, that's about all I've got for this week.
Now try your darndest to have a delightful weekend and always remember to keep laughing.
Here, kitty-kitty . . .
