I assumed at that point that the alligator had eaten the cats and that it was going to try to eat me, so I ran upstairs into my parents' bedroom, climbed out the window onto our sunporch roof and called animal control. They said they'd be a while. When asked how long they'd be, they said, "A while!" in a really impatient, snippy tone. Also, the phone I called on was a really old cordless.
When animal control finally arrived, I went back into the house and they were finger-printing my mom, because they had suspicions that she was the one who ate the cats.
And, no, she didn't look like this. That would have made way too much sense.
Oh, Heart - why can't I dream like you?
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Hey - you might be recalling the two old cordless phones we have - the one in the basement is especially typical for the era. Haha.
ReplyDeleteThat is truly an odd dream. But thanks for the Alf memories.
Maggie, Maggie, Maggie: You know I hate it when you take pictures of me without makeup !!!
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