Oh Claude
It has been fairly uneventful around here as far as Claude and his poop flinging goes. There haven’t been any mysterious notes hanging on trees or fences either. The reason things have been mellow is because Claude moved. Yep, he is gone. But not really. He decided to keep his house and rent it to a really nice guy with two dogs, a Wiener and a Westy. In case you just read that line as: a really nice guy with two wieners and a weenie, I’ll repeat myself, a really nice guy with two dogs, a Wiener and a Westy.
Claude is still around, he comes by to help in the yard and watch over things. Gucci and him exchange glares glances and sometimes they stand and stare at each other for a minute. When Gucci was giving him the eye I could have sworn I saw Claude snarl and show his teeth.
Point Gucci.
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