we called the police after another guest found the criminal , brazenly throwing flyers under doors on the first floor ,feet away from the front desk.the guest said he thinks he saw the same guy , when he was on vacation here last year.three of us watched the tall thin guy dressed in all black , with his backpack full of flyers , slowly walk out the back door,like he didn’t have any fear or a care in the world. he knew we were watching : we were scared he might have a knife.he must be very good, to not have been caught , for a year, and loyal, and making a lot of money.
there was a flyer under the door and i wondered if the police could get fingerprints ,off the flyer, but there are a lot of more important crimes, murders ,they must be busy trying to solve.
tomorrow is national carrot cake day. i’m starting early and tried giving the ducks carrot shavings..google must be wrong.they don’t like lettuce or carrots.they like only friday’s breadsticks.they weren’t very happy they had to swim halfway across the lake and walk up onto the bank for carrots.
ducks must be very smart , to recognize people. someone told
me how, she lived on the intercoastal waterway and ducks flollowed her car into the garage, waiting to be fed and sometimes they would hear a knock at the door and no one was there , until you look down and see a duck or a turtle and sometimes crabs would run into the house , when they got home.