Hooooo-boy! The Ninth Day of Christmas...

Hooooo-boy! The Ninth Day of Christmas...

....is a rainy old lazy old day.....I woke with a little dog next t’my head, glanced at the alarum clock perched on the table next to my new spot of the bed....Millyrose changed sides, doncha know, ‘cuz of the broken wing...anyways, the clock sed t’was five minutes to nine....I tho’t...
‘cuz when I stumbled into the bathroom, the big clock on the wall sed it wuz a quarter to eleven....can’t recall the last time I slept so late without being sick but even more unusual is the little dog didn’t get me up...he don’t gen’ly get much past seven without wanting t’go outside....
When I came out, I found the Bird with a broken wing had made oatmeal so sleeping in got me out of making breakfast ‘n lunch...
The SacBee Nooze was even more boring than usual t’day, this ninth day of Christmas, so I shoved it aside, broke out the mail-in ballot for the special election ‘n dun my civic duty...wow! Mark one, drop in mail!
Then....some good nooze....Kellye called, came over for coffee ‘n to show off her ‘NEW CAR’...
seems as tho’ the little Toyota wudn’t pass smog ‘n needed t’be retired....Hoo Boy! I know that feeling well as I cudn’t pass smog a lotta years ago now....
Ah well, I spoze so long as the gov’t don’t get involved with my failure to pass smog ‘n pull the plug on me, it’ll still be a good year for all concerned...
HAPPY DAZE TO EV’RYONE!