Phant thought it was an especially lovely day today
so I decided to take him with me on my bike ride to the library.
Everything was going smoothly,
until we spotted this purple bridge:
There it was, purple,
and just sitting there in some one's front yard,
way up by their front door.
Phant simply had to stop and walk on the bridge.
So began our afternoon of trespassing.
We crept through the grass
right up to this stranger's front patio
and just began playing with their things.
Isn't purple a great color for Phant?
And, once we had committed the crime and
gotten away clean,
we were so high from the excitement that
we couldn't stop ourselves from doing it again.
We ran wild through the city streets!
Here's Phant hotdogging it on some stranger's hot rod.
"Look, Ma, no hands. Just a snout!"
And we had to stop by the local ice cream joint
so Phant could live out his own Titanic moment.
Such a drama queen!
Then it was back into private citizens' front yards
when Phant eyed this babe on a bike.
I don't know what she was doing out there unattended,
but I think Phant was flirting with her.
Don't tell She Phant!
We threw caution to the wind
and stopped by the farmer's market.
Phant was hungry.
Of course, we did eventually make it to the library.
It became our Safe House where
we laid low in case the authorities were on to us.
I was worried that all the excitement
had been too much for Phant:
but as you can see,
he was having a blast.
Whatever you do,
don't tell Husband about our seedy adventures.
He's sure to frown on my
turning Phant into a felon.
I just hope he doesn't see any of these
posted around town:
The shame of it all!