Saturday, January 6, 2024
Buck and I returned from our New Year break. Buck being a gentle horse even carried my cases as well as his own. We were so happy until...
...We saw the state of the place and we knew we never left it like that... There were clothes lying about, plates of old food, dishes piled up and general untidiness...
As we scanned the room in disbelief we soon discovered an old rival was squatting... TIFFANY?!
Tiffany: Well, well, well, if it isn't ol' Buck. You thought you had seen the back of me last year, didn't you? Sending me away? That wasn't very nice, just because I allegedly stole your Royal crown.
Buck: Oh, Tiffany. It's good to see you and I think you're extremely clever...
(Buck continued to distract Tiffany as I went and moved Tiffany's belongings into bin bags.)
Me: I think that's everything, Buck.
Buck: Good work, pardner! Now, Tiffany, you have two choices: you leave now or we call Booker and Copper. I'm sure they would love to see you again and this time you'll be put behind bars.
Tiffany was lost for words, but she did manage to mutter 'I'll be back, someday.'
Buck and I were delighted our house was Tiffany free, but we did need to go to Nook's Cranny for a few bottles of disinfectant.