This fine little ditty was composed recently by the Dad of Aggie, Wally, and Miss Madie Mitten Kitten as he attempted to navigate his way through his lengthy and cat-strewn hallway.
It is sung to the tune of The Lion Sleeps Tonight:
In the hallway, the narrow hallway,
The kitties sprawl tonight.
Stepping over their inert bodies,
The kitties flop tonight.
Oh, you'reinmyway, you'reinmyway,
Isn't that a happy little song, Kitties? Ha ha meow!
So the other evening the Human and a friend went to the reception and preview sale sponsored annually by the Friends of the Library. They were expecting a nice cocktail and a nosh as they quietly perused stacks of well-ordered books.
So here was what they found instead:
Yes, a veritable football field of unsorted books (unless you really count "fiction" as a reasonable category--hello, strange bedfellows Danielle Steele and Dostoevsky). Crazed dealers shoved stacks of books and CDs into shopping carts and ran over toes on their way to the travel section.
The cocktails had not materialized by the time the Human and her friend ran screaming from that warehouse on a drafty pier and found succor at a nice Mexican restaurant still having Happy Hour.
This charming little rest stop outside the book sale contained what must be the least comfortable little benches ever. And Cod help you if you leaned back and toppled over onto the concrete.