My Jobs

Hi....it's me......Annie Grace,
I do believe spring is on the horizon (well...that's what I have been told, I have no actual knowledge of this) and this means my life will improve. First and foremost she will actually not be in the house every second demanding my attention and second.....I have my windows back. She put in my screens yesterday and I patiently watched trying to help her but she told me to go away. So I just waited at her feet. Rule # 76 -I go away when I want..... NOT when you tell me. Clearly she has not finished reading my manual. With my best window now open I spend all of yesterday afternoon hunkered down low completely still (except for my darn tail, that swiffer has a mind of it's own) on a CSI stake out looking for ......

Mr. Craig List - Killer at large..... still
Our Toad - Hopefully arriving early from Miami
A miracle Worker - To remove the dead Christmas Tree
Death to a squirrel - From our Hired Hit Hawk
Signs of life from all the people who live on the street who we have not even seen in 6 months. The Lady told me she thought they all moved and we were the only ones left but I doubted it. I am suspect that this is ongoing seasonal thing called winter hibernation.

After about 2 hours and 45 minutes I am growing bored from just uneventful bird watching and watching the neighbors who apparently did not move (I will never believe her again). Also there is a ocean breeze coming in the screen that basically is....cold. I hear her calling me anyway so after about 5 minutes of "Annie...Oh Annie Grace...where are you?" I jump off my stake out window and saunter into the kitchen. (Rule #112 - Do not expect me to come when called, for about...5 minutes) I stop dead in my tracks. She is looming over me, with her hand on her hip and waving papers in the air.
"Annie... did you chew this Sales Agreement?"
Was it sticking out of a folder in your black Coach Satchel which was on the floor next to the kitchen table? I asked her
"Yes Annie. It was and now it has tiny teeth holes in it."
Well it wasn't me.
"Annie, WHO was it?" she says
I don't know but I will spend the entire day looking for the vermin that has broken into our house and ate your sales agreement.
"Thank you Annie, I appreciate that."
Is that a new lip gloss? I asked her to deflect the situation. It looks good. You should go apply more I told her.

Once again...my jobs here are endless.