Category: Adventures of Rose

We found her in a box, in our bedroom, about three seconds away from entire residential destruction by way of the Little Lamb Enchantment. Fortunately, we were able to coax her out of the box and back to safety with the old “Do you want some Gogurt?” diversion.

She was gone in a flash, and maybe you saw her on the night of the primary elections, scouring the country in an effort to fix all hanging chads.

A leisurely hand washing turns to mayhem as Rose emerges yet again, this time aiming to rob us of our hair brushes, hand cream, and heartburn medication.

She emerged from our toilet to terrorize our home. Her reign of fury ended with a vicious attack on our stock of Cheez-Its. She fell asleep shortly thereafter, and the unsuspecting mother was finally able to confine her to the padded cage we call a crib. When she will return, nobody knows. But everybody knows… she WILL return.