Saturday, January 17, 2015

No Sooner Was The Rocking Doggie In The Door .........

I couldn't wait to bring Penelope home. She was a beautiful wooden rocking dog that my brother had made for me. He had made one for our new grand nephew and I had loved it so much I, of course, wanted one.

When I told my brother this hubby gave me a look of "you've got to be kidding. Where are we going to put that?" I, of course, gave him a look of " I have someplace in mind. You'll see."

So, baby brother made me one and we were bringing Penelope home today.

We had just gotten home and hubby had just brought Penelope into the house and placed her in the dining room when I heard the cabinet doors opening and closing - followed by someone running.

I knew it wasn't hubby as he was outside and I was the only one in the house. Who was opening and closing the cabinets doors then? Worse, who was running? A burgular? YIKES! I hoped not.

So I went and looked. One of the cabinet doors was slightly ajar so I knew the "dollies" were up to something - but what? It wasn't a burglar. It was one of the "dollies."