I have a porch goose. It’s apparently a thing. Sure, it’s really my wife’s but it sits next to me on a little table while I enjoy a smoke.
She fancies herself a Gardner these days.
Sometimes, when I’m not looking, she drinks all my gin. Naughty.
It’s August in Texas. Not much to write about at the moment.
Anyone else have one of these things? Let me know if yours is also a lush.
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