"What if I just wedge my hand right there,

"What if I just wedge my hand right there, real tight." He asked. She said, "yeah that's good." His rock climbing instructore was extraordinarily ugly but

she had a real knack for knowing the best way to climb a big, strong rock. Seeing her mount a large rock with such grace and rhythm made him forget her ugliness and take a

breather. "Could you just (gulp) hold up a bit?" She batted her squinty eyes and gave him a bucked toothed grin. "Nah pahrdner, we're almost on top. Grab your galloots and go!"

She'd dropped her galloots about 2 miles back, so she grabbed his instead. He squealed, "Oooweee! Little darlin', I ain't got time to play! Gotta get to the peak! Settle down now &

leave it to myself. Can't be 'avin you getting harmed little birdie." He tugged back at the package and it ripped open suddenly, spilling the contents on to the beach. "Oh nay!"

The cats came out and sniffed it. They asked what it was. He couldn't admit the truth, but the cats knew too much.

It wasn't catnip.That much I'll say.But I couldn't risk the cats spilling the beans on the contents of Aunt Valetta's potpourri.So one night when the cats slunk out to have a sniff

of Valerian (told you it wasn't catnip), some of that hard stuff drives them nuts, I had Aunt Valletta's special brownies (these don't have catnip), on the down low.

ended up finishing the whole tray and I'm told I had a good time. Nine months later the stork delivered little Mary J.