Saturday, October 27, 2007

The Barrier Holds

Deb:

Freckles worked her way down the front of the couch, poking the blankets that barred her entrance. I held my breath, hoping on one hand that she wouldn’t find an area to enter and thus my carpet would be safe, yet on the other hand I was kind of hoping she would discover a weak spot and show the world how clever she was.

When she reached the end of the couch, she plopped down in resignation. She seemed to be contemplating her next move.

1 comment:

Deb said...

You could help her out a bit, you know!