When I was visiting my youngest son recently, everyone went out to the store and left me napping on the couch. I had been dozing about 20 minutes when I heard, BEEP BEEP BEEP -- not too unusual in my high tech technological son's house. Something is always beeping. But then a fairly loud noise followed. It sounded like an engine or a dishwasher or something. I decided to ignore it, -- for a while -- finally I decided I had better get up and take a look. This is what I saw:
A bomb ??!!
R IS for RUMBA THE ROBOT.
It was Rumba the Robot doing her daily duties. She chugs across the floor spinning, vacuuming and polishing as she goes until she bumps into something. Then she just turns around and goes in another direction. She did this for about an hour and when everyone came home, behold the floor was clean!
Ah, these modern times!
R IS ALSO FOR RABBIT
Of which we have several enjoying our back yard.
I can't get that old song out of my mind (must have been during the war years that it was popular):
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run.
Here comes the farmer with his gun, gun, gun.
He'll get by without his rabbit pie,
So...run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run.
If you remember this old song, you're at least as old as me!
Finally... R is for 'RIP'...
my beautiful dog who lived with me at Flamborough during the fifties and then with my parents until he died of old age.
What a fun dog he was!
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