Friday, November 30, 2007
I'm new here. My name is Whitey. My job is bench warmer. I'll stick around while the weather is to my liking. If it heats up, I am outta here -- carrot and all. And I'll take all my flakey friends with me. Here today, gone tomorrow, sometimes.
Koobie doesn't care for me too much. She keeps giving me the cold shoulder. I wonder why? I have a nice smile and I'm very well dressed in my black top hat and red scarf. People even say I am cute. Koobie thinks I'm full of cold air. She wants me gone. Maybe it's because I took her seat. This is one of her favorite spots to sit with grandpa in the warm weather. But she won't be seeing me then. I go south for the summer -- way south.
What a muddle. Mighty Whitey becomes a puddle.