Ferris Bueller: The Meaning of the Story

Well, it’s really, really cold out here at the Deer Creek fanboy ranch this morning. No precip as of yet but it’s coming.

I’d say windchill probably below zero already. I re-scheduled my appointment with my CPA this morning and then showed Pauli how I would like her to use the Pup Porta Potty I put in place for her in my wife’s plant utility room.

Pauli basically shook her head and said, “No. Mike….I’m not doing this. This is beneath me. Put your winter gear on and let’s look for the mountain lion before the ice storm gets here.”

I said, “What if we take you with us to the beach in Florida later this month instead?”

She shook her head and said ” Not a chance. The beach…yes. But let’s go… get your ass in gear and let’s find Morris.”

“Morris?”

“Yes, Mike. I named him Morris…like Morris the Cat. Connect the dots. I know you can do this, Mike.”

So… we’re heading out the door in search of Morris.

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