A Smiling Dog, a Spot of Street Hoovering and a Blue-Footed Refugee.

Date: 4/16/2020

By amandalyle

I was going to collect my friends dog, Kylo, to look after him for the afternoon. As I was walking over (in the dark) with my two boys in a shopping trolly(?!) I bumped into Karl (kylo’s owner). I told him I was on my way over to his to get the dog, so we walked to the house together. The boys were jumping up and down in excitement. When I finally got inside and saw kylo, I was shocked to find that he could now smile. But, more bizarrely, he had this massive pair of teeth. He looked so funny. Every time he smiled, I would piss myself laughing. Apparently he was heavy snorer now, too, so I decided just to take him home for a few hours and forgo having him stay the night. Next scene; I was in town with my mum. I could spot my mother-in-law and her husband in the distance, so I chose to avoid them. I couldn’t be arsed to make small talk with them. I was on a mission. I had been told by these guards in Morrisons that I needed to do community service. This involved hoovering a whole street(?!) So, armed with hoover, I began my mission. The further I walked into town, the messier it got. First there were leaves all over the place. “I can’t hoover these?!” I sighed. Then, there was ripped up newspaper everywhere. I gave up in the end and was given this refugee child to look after. For some reason, I had painted his foot blue and the guard got really angry with me and demanded that I bought him clean socks. I felt annoyed. I didn’t really want to take anymore children on. Next scene: I had been rearranging the furniture again. I had just reorganised it to the way I wanted it when my daughter came in and changed it all around again. I was tired and annoyed. “Can you put this furniture back the way you found it?” I demanded. She helped me move a bookshelf but then she buggered off. I sighed deeply, shifting the heavy furniture myself.