[Misti1]

My girlfriend who lives in Arkansas invited me over for a theater outing tonight. The girls have always been welcome at her house but I never took her up on the invitation until this trip. Her daughter has a peki-pom boy who is hyper and I didn't know how well that would work. Well no problems with Butterscotch so far.

But here is the funny. My Gf's deceased hubby was an avid hunter. Above her fireplace are two huge stuffed pointed dear heads and several mounted bass the size of your arm.

Miss Maya jumped up into my GF's hubbys big old lounger this morning and was glancing around her new surroundings. All of a sudden her eyes fell on Bambi and I thought Maya was going to have a stroke. In her best yorkie voice she faced the intruder only to have the intruder stare back at her blankly, totally unimpressed with her prowess. I, in the meantime was at the computer station CRACKING UP. I let her go on and on for a while (I figure it's her workout), and then went over there and got her and explained that the thing is dead and no threat to the household.

Ok I guess maybe you had to have been there to get this one.