Belly's last Normal hurrah

So. We're moving tomorrow, right? Belly had one last chance to yell at the Normal mail carrier this afternoon, but the mail came without a sound. This startled me more than her yelling ever does. The little shit had run through the screened-in porch one last time after I absent-mindedly forgot to replace the pieces of lumber after I made a trip out to the new house this morning. She wanted one last tour of Normal.

Two neighborhood boys helped me catch her and all they got for their trouble was a good yelling at from the Belle. Just when you think she's getting older and more mature....

Watch out, Bloomington. Belly's coming to town.