It was a dark and stormy night...the kind of night any Sock Monkey would not go out on. There were no photo shoots lined up for such a furious night. The lightnin lit up the sky as if it were daylight out. The twilight of the stars glistened in the heavens as if they were glitter,but were hidden behind the darkest storm clouds one could imagine.
I sat alone on the toilet tank tryin to read a good book to distrack me from the ragin storm outside. Dee Linder writes a compellin story if I do say so myself. Yes say it with me ("Monkey Love") the name of the story. I tried with all my might to concetrate on the story at hand,but there were trees outside brushin up against the house as the wind blew so hard, the fall leaves danced in the night stormy air. Rainin so hard, we could hear it on the rooftop of our town house. I hear trash cans blow over with a crash scarin me down to my polyfil stuffin! Mike and his two Chihuahuas were fast alseep across the hall in their bedroom,leavin me all alone by myself to weather out the storm on my own.
I wondered downstairs in hopes comfort food would help. Mac and cheese on the menu for such a terrible night. The storm bein so bad I could hear the hard noodles in the box rattle. Out of the corner of my button eyes I noticed movement in the darkened corner of the kitchen. It was a shadow of the ragin blowin trees outside that created the scary shadows on the wall lit up by the lightnin. I gasp and jumped back in fear! Not a pretty sight a Sock Monkey tremblin to the very core. I tip toed past the window in hopes a loud burst of thunder wouldn't scare me so bad I would fall to the floor. Layin, tremblin on the cold hard tile floor. Mike came in and picked me up for a warm squishy hug. I was never so glad to see my human as I was at this very moment! Have a nice Friday!Bubba
