I said, as I climbed the stairs early one morning. The Prez responded in a low,guttural tone..."Uh-huh."
"After you finish your orange juice, I need you to do something for me." A little while later, I heard his heavy footsteps coming down the stairs, so I left my office and met him near the landing. Describing what I needed, I then walked away, put the dogs out and began to vacuum. That's one thing about Moon and Copper...neither of them is fond of the vacuum. They both get nervous, especially when I need to clean around their beds, so I
throw them out put them outside.
By the time I finished downstairs, the Prez motioned me to come hither.
"Wow! That's just what I needed in this closet! It's perfect...absolutely perfect, honey bunches of oats!"