tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post7091730479973366558..comments2024-03-28T01:44:33.027-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats: The Red Shoe DreamariesValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-31166776552565387322015-07-28T15:10:33.843-05:002015-07-28T15:10:33.843-05:00Yeah. Even without the dream, I would have worried...Yeah. Even without the dream, I would have worried. The new shoes ramped it up a bit.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-90134549702652369602015-07-28T15:09:22.486-05:002015-07-28T15:09:22.486-05:00I WAS kind of worried when I woke up Sunday mornin...I WAS kind of worried when I woke up Sunday morning to thunder and a heavy rain. I feared a flash flood might wash him away. Turns out Lesterville did not get any rain.<br /><br />None of my dreams ever come true, so I wasn't panicky.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-88076633646149363822015-07-28T15:07:20.943-05:002015-07-28T15:07:20.943-05:00YIKES! You are correct, sir.YIKES! You are correct, sir.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-16476245986677914272015-07-28T15:06:50.787-05:002015-07-28T15:06:50.787-05:00It was, in fact, 3:30 a.m.It was, in fact, 3:30 a.m.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-92184798267463556312015-07-28T15:06:15.295-05:002015-07-28T15:06:15.295-05:00You're tellin' me! Last night, I was slith...You're tellin' me! Last night, I was slithering (reluctantly) through people's houses, stealing purses, tossing them into a growing stack outside their sliding glass doors, then watching my cohorts (who had pressured me into this crime) whack the snoozing residents across the face. I hated that. "Just let them sleep!"Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-29820052962296657212015-07-28T15:03:31.811-05:002015-07-28T15:03:31.811-05:00Genius is a person of many talents. He's usual...Genius is a person of many talents. He's usually much more sartorially put together. I suppose camping on the banks of a river isn't worthy of his keen fashion sense.<br /><br />The Pony, however, should be so lucky as to coordinate an outfit such as red shoes, white shorts, light green shirt.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-43106924341174572622015-07-28T02:38:56.343-05:002015-07-28T02:38:56.343-05:00Strange and even though I don't set much store...Strange and even though I don't set much store by dreams either I think I would have been a little on edge until I knew he was safe.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04402703967636964187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-37797861439774877182015-07-27T20:56:10.768-05:002015-07-27T20:56:10.768-05:00Whew, that was a close one. I thought sure this st...Whew, that was a close one. I thought sure this story was going to end on a bitter note. I know one thing, if that had been me, I'd have worried myself sick. Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-5517387941733904772015-07-27T19:42:12.842-05:002015-07-27T19:42:12.842-05:00How many letters are in Lesterville? Eleven?How many letters are in Lesterville? Eleven?joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-90026036014730894872015-07-27T19:40:58.489-05:002015-07-27T19:40:58.489-05:00When you woke up did you happen to notice the time...When you woke up did you happen to notice the time?joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-22269646092996747772015-07-27T18:12:17.664-05:002015-07-27T18:12:17.664-05:00Dreams can send us to strange places.Dreams can send us to strange places.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-53119939716315830582015-07-27T17:58:02.215-05:002015-07-27T17:58:02.215-05:00Red shoes, white shorts, light green shirt. I thin...Red shoes, white shorts, light green shirt. I think that young man is getting ready for a career change. Look out, Branson!Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.com