Bible study with the church kids sure was fun, no digestive disorders and no furball looking for love in all the wrong places. As I mentioned in my last post, the furball is afraid of his own reflection. How does one become afraid of his own reflection you ask? Actually, it’s quite easy when you’re dealing with a half breed who also happens to be a half wit. One day, mom placed our food and water bowls in front of her curio cabinet in the dining room. The cabinet happens to have a mirror in the back, I think you know where this is going. Early on, when the furball approached his bowls, he saw his reflection in the mirror. Well of course I couldn’t let such a golden opportunity pass, so I yelled, run furball it’s a stray! The furball ran for his miserable life, crying and whining the whole way. Well the furball being the dullard he is, was convinced there was another dog in the house. The poor guy would hardly ever eat or drink, and when he did, he looked like he was avoiding sniper fire! Talk about funny, he was so scared, mom had to put his bowls in the kitchen away from the curio cabinet. So, as I said, last night the furball was in hiding. Somehow, before Bible study, furball’s bowl was moved in front of the cabinet, as luck would have it, he caught a glimpse of a big ugly black dog as he was getting a drink of water. I took this opportunity to convince ole jump and hump the pit bull was in the house to take care of a certain tongue wagging, upstairs sleeping, bones jumping, flea bag. Ahhh, a night without the furball, just me and the church kids! Bible study’s paying off already!