Bumbershoot... (1896)
Bumbershoot day. Rained all night and all morning, seemed like 3 inches, but in reality only 2.
When I opened the hangar door this morning, four cats bounded for the outside, came to a screeching halt, then backtracked to watch longingly out the door. Well, three of them bounded, and one sauntered.
Briggs and Bitty terrorized Lloyd's office for awhile, and Briggs tried to put holes in the bumbershoot, so I had to hide it.
About 2 p.m., the clouds pretended to break up and there was a patch of blue sky. It soon disappeared again into gray overcast.
I wonder if the boys at Booneville got any spraying done today. I doubt it. Look at the radar!
Posted by Ma
Posts
2 comments:
What in the heck is Bumbershooting? Terrorizing cats? We had a purdy day in IA. Keep that s--- down south we don't need it, at the moment anyway!
Bumbershooting is trekking and slogging around in the rain with a bumbershoot. Look it up.
Post a Comment