Sunday, December 09, 2018
The Duchess of Yowl makes her wishes known
Saturday afternoon, chez Yowl
Her Grace, the Duchess of Yowl: How many days until Christmas?
Me: I'm not sure, Your Grace. A couple weeks. Why?
DoY: I want to make sure you allowed enough time for shipping.
Me: (suspicious) shipping? Am I not buying your gift at the fishmonger as usual?
DoY: I don't want a fish. I want fish!
Me: Fish, as in many fish? Fish doesn't stay fresh for more than a day or two.
DoY: It does if it's swimming in an aquarium.
Me: You want an aquarium?
DoY: Yes, I saw one on TV.
Me: An aquarium is not an All You Can Eat Buffet.
DoY: (fastidiously) I partake only in moderation.
Me: I'm not sure any fish would agree to live here if they saw you doing your vulture act above their new home.
DoY: We'll give them tax incentives. Like they do in Detroit.
Me: I'm surprised you haven't been elected to office.
DoY: Election fraud pure and simple. The Ds are responsible of course.
Me: You blame the Democrats?
DoY: No of course not. Dogs.
at 12:00 PM