My yard had a bird when I trotted out there.
I chased it away so my grass could be bare,
But a squirrel annoyingly chattered at me
And it stayed where it was up too high in the tree.
So I picked up my toy (I keep one outside)
and I flapped it around ’til I could decide
if I wanted to run or to sniff out a mouse
but it’s cold out today, so I went in the house.
-Chocolate
I’m Pete Harbeson, a writer located near Boston, Massachusetts. In addition to writing my own content, I’ve learned to translate for my loquacious and opinionated pup Chocolate. I shouldn’t be surprised, but she mostly speaks in doggerel. You can find her contributions tagged with Chocolatiana.
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i.webthings.hub
Full Moon Fiber Art
Scripting News
Balloon Juice
Empty Wheel
Kansas Reflector
Bedlam Farm Journal
Krugman Wonks Out
Daring Fireball
[citation needed]
Pluralistic
Cornerstone of Democracy
Whatever