Dust Bunnies
Dust bunnies lurk underneath the desk, the chest of drawers, the corners of each room and on each step. Usually they are a light gray but with the addition of a black coated puppy, they are joined by tiny little fluffs of black. I think they laugh and giggle a lot–as I can only look at them–being forbidden to bend over, lift, pull or strain—which means no vacuum, no sweeping, no dusting.
AHA–I will have revenge. On Tuesday I hope that my back surgery is sufficiently healed to allow activity, and on Wednesday, ditto my Mohs and re-construction surgery.
No photo today—it is better to let the imagination roam freely.
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