Chickens in the Basement

I love to write and I love to laugh. When I write, I get to the point quick. My stories would fit on the back of a postcard. They usually make me chuckle. And you know what they say, "It's all about me!"

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Yummy! The Fed Ex Guy is Here

My husband, the e-bay junkie, has so many deliveries from Fed Ex and UPS, I feel like I should fix lunch (or at least coffee) for these guys that ring my doorbell every day! The UPS guy even brings puppy treats for Riley Dog and checks the truck before driving off to make sure he doesn't have extra furry packages!

This morning, I heard a truck in the driveway. Riley and I went to the door to greet the guy. Apparently, he's new. When he saw us standing in the door, he turned around and did that butt- clench-fast-walked back to his truck! I squeezed through the door leaving a sad Riley Dog inside and promised Mr. Fed Ex that Riley is a very friendly dog. He all but threw the box at me and jumped back in the truck. I bet he left SKEEECH marks in my driveway!

Who knew "Fed Ex" was Klingon for "Big Chicken!"


Chicken Boys said...

Yummy?! Sounds like you're gonna eat the Fed-Ex guy! Or maybe you just think he's good lookin'!

Lisa said...

Maybe Skippy was standing behind you getting ready to greet the UPS man. Poor Riley dog, we all know he is a luv bug!!

Yarni Gras! said...

haha! butt clenched walk huh? maybe he just f*rted and wanted to make a quick get away!

curegirl0421 said...

I sort of love that you referenced Klingon.


Nice to meet you...wandered over from Yarnigras!

Chickens in the Basement said...

No lingering tell-tale odors wafted from his speedy retreat!