Ode to a Calico
Your hair is everywhere
But usually on my bed
The place you came to cuddle
And liked to sleep on top my head
Your hair is everywhere
But usually on my bed
The place you came to cuddle
And liked to sleep on top my head
If you happened to be walking by the Bunt house last night,10/27, at around 10 PM and peeked into the backyard you might have thought you were witnessing a rehearsal of something special for Halloween night. There we were: Me, Rod and our dog Jenny. I was lowering something into a hole and Rod picked up a shovel and began covering it with dirt.