Today Twiggy decided to get involved in the cleaning process. Whether it was curiosity or a Don Quixote move I can’t tell. Let ‘s just follow her and find out.

“So there you are soul sucker.”

“I want you to know I fear no evil.”

“Yeah sure. Come at me if you dare.”

“I hope you know better than to go after my toy.”

“I’m not afraid of no ghost. Excuse me but I need my rest.”

“Hey, Twiggy.”

“Yes, Dad.”

“Could you pick up your toys so I can get that corner?”

“Dad. Do you see an opposable thumb on these paws?”

“Uh, Twiggy. Looks like something followed you in here.”

“Yeah, ignore it. Lucy. It’s Dad doing the vacuuming.”

“I heard you talking to it in the other room.”

“Yeah, I was trying to make up an adventure. Dad spoiled it.”

“What happened?”

“Dad asked me to pick up my toys.”

“Ah. Buzzkill.”

“Well, ladies. I’m finished.”

“Not too soon either, Boss.”

“Maybe next time I can do a Man of LaMancha drama.”

 

“Let go. Let me throw it.”

“Grr, no way.”

“Come on Twiggy. You can fetch it.”

“What do you think is easier? Clamping my jaw or running down the hall like an idiot?”

“That would be hard for me to answer. Hey Lucy. Tell her to let go.”

“Huh what? Better humor the boss twiggy. He’s all we got.”

“Okay then. Here is a toy you can toss, Dad.”

“All right. I’ll spin it down the hall.”

“Here you go. One spinning toy.”

“Thanks, Twiggy. Uh, you going to let go?”

“Hmmm. Looks like we are faced with the same conundrum, Dad.”

“Where on earth did you get the word conundrum?”

“Picked it up from you.”

“Hey, Lucy. I got out of playing fetch.”

“How did you do that little one?”

“I took your suggestion.”

“Yeah, Which one was that?”

“To use a big word and flummox Dad.”

“What word did you use?”

“Conundrum. He let go of the toy and went to the refrigerator when I told him I got the word from him.”

“He’s probably wondering what other words you picked up. Well done Little Potato.”

I hope I didn’t hurt his feelings.”

“Nothing a little soothing syrup won’t fix.”

“So Lucy. Come over and see this thing.”

“Be right there Little One.”

“Oh that. It’s called a rake, and that black thing is a bag.”

“So dad rakes the leaves and puts them in the bag?”

“Yeah. Notice you can see the Vinca Minor now. Before it was covered with leaves.”

“I don’t see any grass. I thought maybe it was covered with leaves too.”

“Well, Little Potato we don’t have a lot of grass. I know the boss is working on a landscape plan.”

“Do you think we’ll have grass again? I loved the grass on the coast.”

“I know he is planning some for the other side of the house. This area is going to be flowers and granite path.”

“But we can’t go over to the other side of the house.”

“After the fence is in we will be able to. Don’t worry. Oh, Look. The boss is back on the rake.”

“Maybe if I help pick up some leaves it will go faster, Dad.”

“I think you should go ahead and play with Lucy.”

“Hey, dad. Those people have guys picking up their leaves. Why don’t you do that?”

“I love to work in the yard, Little One. I don’t want a gardener.”

“Well suit yourself then. When will the fence be done?”

“With the permit and design work, it will probably be the end of the month.”

“Seems like a long time. Hey is that Lucy heading for the house?”

“Sure looks like it kiddo. Better run and catch up.”

“Doesn’t it feel good to rest after a hard day’s work, Lucy.”

“Um, what?  Sure is nice to rest anytime. Close your eyes, Twiggy.”

“Twiggy why don’t we play with your toys.”

“Coming Lucy.”

“You want to chase me while I hold Ears.”

“Um. I was thinking more about playing with the Woodchuck.”

“Gee Lucy. We played with Woodchuck Yesterday.”

“Oh yeah. That’s right Little one.”

“Where you going?”

“Over to the futon.”

“Futon? What’s a futon?”

“It is something mom bought to take the place of our couch.”

“What happened to our couch anyway?”

“Remember when we moved we left it behind, and we needed something to sit on.”

“Oh yeah. I remember now. When are we getting a new one.”

“Supposedly today. In fact, I hear something.”

“You hear something? There is nobody there.”

“I know I thought there was. How about a ruckus?”

“Take that.”

“Man, Twiggy. You have a mean left.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

“My goodness two negatives wrong tense and a contraction. You better not let The Boss hear you.”

“He knows I’m still learning. Nice counter move, Lucy.”

“Thanks, Potato. You’ve got some good moves too.”

“Go ahead give me your best shot.”

“My best shot would put you in the hospital.”

“You Girls playing nice?”

“Yes, Boss we are.”

“Yes, Dad.”