Darling I love you, but give me Park Avenue

I brought the dowager doberman home tonight, and she’s so happy to be reunited with her family.

However, there’s another kind of suburban drama I don’t need when I’m walking in the dark to reach into the shrubbery and turn off a faucet:


(Dramatic reenactment by stunt copperhead of my Thursday night encounter)

Listen to this entire song to hear what’s been in my head all night.

5 thoughts on “Darling I love you, but give me Park Avenue”

    1. You mean everyone’s not always thinking of badgers and mushrooms? (Why does that sound like a dish I’d order in a British pub…)

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