Sometimes It's The Thought That Counts

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This old gal…

Has a secret admirer…ok…he’s not so secret…but he is still…an admirer…who recently brought his beloved…two sweet little gifts…ok…they weren’t sweet exactly…but for the most part…they were little…

Was just getting out of the car…when not so secret Best Friend…is seen sitting proudly near the door…chest all puffed out like a peacock…willing his old dream gal to notice…the lizard…dangling from his mouth…a show ensues…Little Liz is dropped…and patted…and tossed…and patted again…

Little Liz…up for an Oscar…lay there limp…the best fake dead lizard actor this old gal has ever seen…the show soon over…Best Friend lays Little Liz on the door mat…and lopes away…a couple minutes pass…fake dead Liz did the one eye slit open safety scan…and then headed for the hills…

Ok…not really the hills…Oscar winning Liz…only ran about 6 feet…didn’t even try to hide…still hanging around on the deck…the next morning…

So maybe…Best Friend and Liz…are buddies…planned this whole charade…like hey…pretend to let me catch you…bap you around a bit so I can look tough…and Liz says…I’ll even play dead…my dead act is so good it deserves an Oscar…then they hehehe…high five paw to claw…and seal…the deal…

Gotta hand it to them…it was a good show…Liz for sure up for the best dead acting award…but Liz has competition…that bird…in scene two…the next morning…another gift for that sweetheart of his furry friend…

Was very convincing…very convincing indeed…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…