And a good morning to you, too

I love presents.

Really, who wouldn’t love to get a present?

An unexpected little something from someone you love.

A way to know that you were in the thoughts of someone else.

Presents. Lovely presents. Feel good mementos and doodads.

That’s how I thought of presents all of my life.

Then I got a cat.

And then that cat put a “present” in my shoe.

Dead mole. In. My. Shoe. When I was still bleary eyed this morning.

What’s the return policy on a present like that? (Probably not good enough said the mole’s family.)


About CountryBoyCityGirl

A city girl who fell in love with a country boy. Found bliss, along with large piles of mule droppings for her and two little girls to now try to avoid.
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