Halloween 2019 - Day 14
10/14/2019
Drago: I'm not sure if he had babies or just decorated his droppings. Either way, I'm disgusted.
Cael: I would have ruled out babies on the account of Jeeves callig him a 'he', but I won't rule out spontaneous creation.
Cael: And speaking of droppings, how did the smiling poo get their own throne. It's bad enough that autumn leaves hide doggy landmines this time of year; there's no sense making them royalty over it.
Drago: I thought that was another 'gift' from the Dragons. Then again, we've accounted for all of the daily items, so now I'm at a loss.
Drago: Come to think of it, it seems things change overnight. We really should try to be more alert at night.
Cael: Well I'm not giving up my beauty sleep. Auuuugh! I picked some of them up by accident. We really need to start
cleaning up around here.
Drago: That's what I've been saying for days.
Pardon me, coming through...
Drago: Um, who are you?
I'm Meow Mix...
...and I'm Sands O'Time
Meow Mix: And we come bearing gifts
Drago: Yet the box is empty. You're off to a poor start.
Meow Mix: No, no. We're here to baby-sit your son for a while.
Sands: Free of charge!
Drago: You don't say?
Hey sonny, rise and shine. Your chariot awaits.
Drago: So do you have any references or anything. And why are you taking him away in a coffin?
Meow Mix: We work for your "client", and he can provide the references.
Cael: The same client we've never met...
Meow Mix: There we go sweet child. Your eternal slumber begins...
Drago: Pardon me?
Sands: It's just a figure of speech. Now could you help me cram his feet into the casket, they're enormous for his age.
Meow Mix: Au revoir, mes amis
Sands: Call us if you need anything
Drago: Buh-bye
Cael: Bye...
Drago: Wait, they didn't leave any contact info. I'd be more suspicious of this scenario if it didn't benefit me so well.