This moring (May 1st) I put Presley outside and went about my business. You know that feeling you get when suddenly you realize it is too quiet? Yep, that's what I felt. As I walked into the kitchen I looked out the window scanning the yard for her usual spots. There is the hole she dug in the sand, the spot under the cherry tree looking directly into our neighbors kitchen window, the one shrub where she discovered the neighbors cat once, but still insists that the cat is hiding there and lastly the pile of fill dirt under the tree. I didn't see her. Then something caught my eye. There she was, sitting in the flower pot, watching the neighbors yards. THE FLOWER POT! When did this notion hit her? I watched as she went from sitting to curled up in a little ball about to take a nap. She makes me laugh! She flat-out makes me laugh! I love her and I don't care what anyone says, she has a silly sense of humor! We may need to change her name to Petunia.
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