30 May 2007 21:25

Housesitting


The food dishes stand about eighteen inches high, for scale. That's a normal-height countertop and a full-size fridge.

Several favorites, from the phrases I've overheard while out for walkies this week:
  • "&*%@, you could ride that thing."
  • "Holy #$%^!"
  • "Is that a dog?" [at a house flying a Confederate flag emblazoned in orange with "GIT-ER-DONE"]
  • "Skipper! Here, Skipper! Skipper, come!" [picks up respectably sized forty-pound dog, warily backs away]
Not kidding about the Confederate Git-Er-Done flag, incidentally. You can buy them. If you want.