Unexpected Disapproval...

I'm up late tonight writing a job application. Addressing those infernal selection criteria and no matter how prepared you are it still takes h-o-u-r-s!

So I'm typing away, being creative. The later it is the more creative I seem to be. Not lying but being quite..... flowery with my phrases

So I hear footsteps

'Rotten kids' I think to myself 'up this late on a school night' knowing they won't get up in the morning

I was sure it was a person coming down the stairs

Nope

The dog

She stood there looking at me with a reproachful stare as if to say 'what time do you call this?'

She went to lie down on her bed in the next room and finally when I was done escorted me to bed

Then she left me to lie on her doggie bed in another room

Well then





Ciao for now



just Martha xx




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