Oh yeah, I know about that dried-up creek down the road. The water ran right on off to our
house. I keep it clean in the tub -- put a bit of bleach in your bath if you want. All that salt
keeps it real soft. I ladle it up in a bowl outside for the cat. She came back here the other day
with a brand new tail from her cougar friend. Now she actin’ all big and purrin’ at night.
Must be calling out for some Tom. Maybe he’ll come, and they can stay under the porch.
Need to run these mice into the woods. We can’t sleep with all those eyes under us! Only the
Devil would be watching like that.
Published in Ethel Zine