There we were, laying in bed, gazing longingly into each other's eyes. Suddenly a figure was airborne and flying into my peripheral vision. My eye twitched. Before i knew it, i was leaping across Trev's body in an effort to become airborne like my prey. With the reflexes of a tiger - NO! Two tigers! - i reach my arms, up and up, then: CLAP!!! i make contact. Hands still closed, my body finishes the trajectory leap by rolling off the bed; before coming to a stop i leap to my feet. Quickly, i open my hands to see what i've caught. Victory is mine! The pesky figure will not feast tonight. Trev, i just saved your life. The mosquito is dead.
5 comments:
tender. I certainly hope he appreciates your immense effort to protect him from harm.
Wow! I usually don't read people's blogs but yours actually entertained me! Congratulations! I must say that I've always been impressed by your mothering skills and can now add your cat like reflexes to the list of admirable qualities.
you would
i dont' even have anything funny to add...still laughing!
wait...yes I do.
I know...right?! ha! ha!ha!
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