Rural Gardening: Omelet and the Hat (i.e. Hattus Horribillis), 1 by DrDoolotz

DrDoolotz wrote:
Oooh, Dahlianut, maybe Catsy and I could be your Co-Forepersons. I think that would be quite superiffic. Catsy could be Co-Fore-Poultry-Person and I could be Co-Fore-Ovine-Person.

But, I interrupt this delightful imagining to bring you news of a strange delivery. It was a dark and snowy night. The doorbell rang, and little footsteps pitter-pattered away as I approached the door. Where was the delivery person? Where was the truck or van? I opened the door, and laying there in the snowfulness, was a small packet. I peered into the darkness, ears straining to hear sounds, but all I could hear was the wind, and the squeak of...of....well I don't know what the squeak was. It was distant.

Anyway, I brought the package in, and noted that it had come from Australia, strangely, by way of Lodi, California. Imagine, what a journey! So I proceeded to begin to open it, and then I was distracted by a repeating of the outdoor squeak. I ventured to the door again, but nothing. Hmmmm....back to the package I went. It seemed as if the package was, well, more open than I had thought I had made it, but no matter. I reached in and pulled out this! A lovely little LuLu purse!! In red, even!! Imagine my delight! But then, I turned it over to find a very mysterious message....