Lucy and Twiggy are blissfully unaware that a danger worse than thunder is about to invade their space.
Lucy dreaming of the big hunt.
Twiggy dreaming of the dinner dish.
“Hey Tiggy get up. I heard the beating of an engine far off.”
“I hear it, Lucy. Do you think it’s headed this way?”
“Headed this way? It’s already here. A dually and two mens.”
“OMG, what do they want?”
“I know it’s not the wrong address for sure.”
“Lucy. What are you doing?”
“Best time to nap is during an assault.”
“Do Mom and Dad know about this?”
“Yes, we do. Little One. It’s the new backyard being put in place. Want to see what they are doing?”
“Oh, yes, please.”
“Means leashes to stay out of the way.”
“Holy cow, Twiggy. Look. Everything’s torn up?”
“Do you think it will be put back?”
“Let’s hope so.”
“It will ladies. You have my word.”