The Christmas Doghouse

Posted: November 21, 2015 in Humour

An oldie but a goldy….

Bill's Musings


It was Saturday morning. All was calm. I lay in my bed, nestled in my blankets, one of my dogs snuggled in with me. I woke up at the unbelievable hour of 9 a.m. (truth be told….I would have slept longer but my phone rang). After stretching, scratching my dog, and letting out some internal pent-up energy (hehe), I got up, put on some Saturday morning sweat pants and t-shirt, and slowly yet methodically made my way down the stairs, joints popping and cracking in a not unpleasant way. There are certainly worse ways to wake up.

I see Anne, sitting on the couch and surfing on her laptop. ‘Good morning, love!’, I exclaimed. She smiled at me, and spread her arms out, at first in what I thought was a hugging gesture, but was instead the universal sign of saying ‘voila!’, like she was showing me something. I wasn’t…

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