He looked very discouraged. This neat and tidy structure with its dark-red paint and neat cream-colored trim looked like the five-car garage of a well-to-do country squire masquerading as a barn.
Make ya want to holler hi-de-ho. After awhile — after his alarm had become too great to be ignored — he was able to find out what she was feeding him. He hitched air into his lungs and closed his eyes " He had no idea what was going to come out or if anything really was. In the ashtray was a book of matches, but there was only one match in it — all she had allowed him.
Its only five in the afternoon, but that is no problem for these kitties; as far as South American lions are concerned, that dinner-at-eight shit is for goofballs. "You see something green?
"She began to pull half healed turves out of the ground with her trembling fingers, and although Geoffrey returned in almost no time, she had by then already clawed a hole some eight inches deep. "He was on his feet a moment later, sprinting back toward the pony-trap, where the digging tools were, his slippered feet sending the placid groumdmist into excited little roils.