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It Was a Hot Summers Day and...........
May. 11th, 2008 06:42 pmit was very quiet at Canine Feminist Collective HQ. Java was sleeping off yesterdays several miles mission accross Cannock Chase and a bit of snooter sunburn. Kato was basking in the sun, dreaming of whooping the Dog Child Thorns little ass at Slippy next weekend. The humans were pottering about gardening and generally being pointless. And in the distance a dog barked that sounded just like That Abe. Human looked up from the French Bean seeds, stopped swearing about slugs and remarked to hippy "Hey Hippy, that sounds just like..............oh my DOG"
Frantic calling of the little Abe and no sign, just the barking in the distance. But then she appeared in next doors garden with the elderly neighbour wheezing along behind her with a broom in his hands.
"ABE! How did you get there?" hystericaled Human
Abe slipped with ease through the bars of the metal fence............
"How long you been able to do that?" enquired a jealous but impressed Kato
"How long we lived here?" said Abe serenely
"Little tinker came running out onto the pavement" said the elderly neighbour which caused our Human to turn a deathly shade of white.
Our human is now convinced that Abe has malnutrition and must be fattened up - which is well worth being chased by a broom wielding geriatric. Hippy then constructed some temporary Abe-proofing to the fence.
Frantic calling of the little Abe and no sign, just the barking in the distance. But then she appeared in next doors garden with the elderly neighbour wheezing along behind her with a broom in his hands.
"ABE! How did you get there?" hystericaled Human
Abe slipped with ease through the bars of the metal fence............
"How long you been able to do that?" enquired a jealous but impressed Kato
"How long we lived here?" said Abe serenely
"Little tinker came running out onto the pavement" said the elderly neighbour which caused our Human to turn a deathly shade of white.
Our human is now convinced that Abe has malnutrition and must be fattened up - which is well worth being chased by a broom wielding geriatric. Hippy then constructed some temporary Abe-proofing to the fence.
