Like the other night, when mommy said she'd tell Zack a bedtime story. It went something like this:
Mommy: Once upon a time there was a bird, and he went to sleep. THE END.
Daddy: What was that?
Mommy: Flash fiction.
And boy, did Zack laugh. He got a kick out of that. I must admit that I found it amusing too. That was the shortest story I ever heard. But I do hear that flash fiction is a growing trend some places. Where, I don't know, but if mommy can suss out a market then you know she'll give it a shot.
Shortly after that, daddy was looking at the news, specifically everything happening in Russia. Mommy said Reagan might have said to tear down this wall, but pretty soon Obama (or whoever comes after him) is going to say "oh, just put the wall back up, Putin. We ain't got time for your crap!" Really? That would be kind of funny. If only she hadn't started on her thing about The Cold War starting back up again. And she says daddy likes conspiracy theories. Yea, ok. But then again, he did just pull up something called "Unsealed - Conspiracy Files" on Netflix, so ...
Zack and I love mommy and daddy. They love us. They take good care of us. And they endlessly amuse us, too. I'll bet your human parronts entertain you, too. Humans are so silly!
Well, I'm gonna go to watch this thing about how the government controls our minds. Hmm. Wonder if that will work to get some popcorn from the pantry to my food dish?
That's all today. Take care. Have a happy Friday and a wonderful weekend.