Who Done It?

I've been walking Dusty for a little over a year. Actually, I don't just walk her I usually go pick her up and she spends the day at my place with Girlfriend. They have become great gal-pals. If not kissing cousins. Soft-core lesbian lovers. Well, you get the picture.

Across the hall from where Dusty lives resides an elderly couple. One day about a year ago the old man (recovering from a stroke) asked me if I could come in and change a light bulb for him. I accepted and after I accomplished the task he offered me a Coke confessing in an embarrassed tone, "It's really all I can pay you with."

I passed on the soda and bid him a goodnight.

Since that day I make a point of knocking on their door every couple weeks just to see if they need anything. They've come to really appreciate it... me. Honestly, how difficult is it to see if an elderly couple need a little help? Or just a friendly chat.

Last night I knocked on their door and seemed to interrupt dinner. No matter, they were happy to see me and invited me in - he even offered me a steak fry. Score.

We enjoyed a five minute chat and then I told them that I need to leave. Just as I got to the door the old woman called after me, "Hey, you know I'm reading this 'who-done-it?' mystery book where the killer is a dog walker."

I turned and had a little fun with her accusatory tone and growled, "Hmmm, you found me out."

The old man got into the act with an aside to his wife, "Great, now he has to kill us to keep us from squealing to the cops."

Comments

[Diane]

Very nice Chuck, reminds why I like you so much.