The Rest of the Story…

Don’t we all have rest of the stories.

Sometimes we don’t want to tell them.

Sometimes nobody cares to hear them.

Sometimes we need to put the rest of the

story to rest. When one of our short ones

told me I could be the cat, I said, MEOW.

She said, NO, there’s a grizzly bear. What

was all that about. Just the rest of the story.

P.S. The duck came back first thing this morning

like it was waiting for me. I stood on the

porch and said, Good morning Duck…