--It seemed like a good idea at the time. Replace the porch railing so it wouldn't be so hard to get up and down the stairs. Of course like everything else it usually finds a way of coming back at you with a twist.
--Apparently the dang fool cats who hang out outside figured the railing was for meeting and greeting people on their way up and down the stairs.
--Which would probably be ok except for the fact that lately when I’m going or coming it takes me a extra five min to pet all the fools before they'll let me pass.
--Even though I keep telling them it wasn't the reason I put the dang fool railing up, they still haven’t figured it out yet. And of course I’m still being held hostage before they’ll let me pass. But I suppose it could be worse. At lest the railing being used for something….
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