Sunday, September 11, 2011


Most days, this is what my front door looks like.  An assorted pile of sticks that I have brought home from my daily travels.  I like it this way - if I decide to take a stick with me it is waiting for me, and if I don't then I know exactly where I left them.

But today when I returned from my walkie, my front door looked like this:

Someone - I am informed that it was the cleaning crew who periodically clean and vacuum the hallways of my building - ARRANGED my sticks.  The nerve!  Some stranger was touching my sticks - I just cannot stand for such things.  So I immediately pulled one from it's boring symmetric arrangement and the entire pile all fell back in front of my door.





Mango said...

Somebody touched your sticks! That's not right.


Luna said...

I always find things in my sandpit! They keep burying themselves again... I don't like it! so I get them back out :)

People shouldn't touch your lovely sticks!! I should start a collection at my house!


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Maggie and Mitch said...

The nerve of some people to touch YOUR sticks, Bogie!

Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch

Molly, Taffy, Monty and Winnie said...

We would imagine that it could be rather challenging for your Mama to negotiate her front door some mornings after a prolific stick collecting session by yourself Bogart. :-)

Molly, Taffy, Monty and Winnie

Birthday Party Babble said...

We play a little game at my house where I empty the stick bin for the outdoor fireplace and my owners fill it up. It's really fun.