Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Then...a shot rang out...



...from the vacant lot across the street.  Mrs. Applebottom's cat didn't know what hit him.  Reggie the sniper fox put a slug through his scope at 100 yards.  Suddenly, Shooter was part of the wallpaper flock design on the dining room wall across from the window.

"That little sniper bastard Reggie had been picking off the rabbits from the woods across the street.  Guess Shooter pissed him off with his near misses."  Mrs. Applebottom said, carrying what was able to be scooped up of her cat to the dumpster.

Wally would be proud...

Gotta love Mr. LaPierre's Neighborhood.


It's always something...

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