Mood Swing
Chip was so lazy yesterday - it wasn't even funny. He didn't boot up till two thirty in the afternoon, symptomatic of his heavy drinking the night before. He drank can after can of beer and his thirst showed no sign of abating. The poor guy spent all day today reaping the fruits of his dehydrating beer spree. Not good fruits mind you. The kind of fruits that you don't like eating. Say broccoli for example, if it were a fruit and not a vegetable. He went out into the garden and sat on the swing for a few hours. Gently rocking forwards and backwards as he collected his thoughts. After he'd gathered himself together he got back to work, checking my email and arranging my photo albums. What a trooper!
Chip's Owner 10:11 am
