Happy birthday, Daddy-Bear!
The Good Lady yodelled out as I entered the lounge.
I glowered at her with my special brow. The one that has a big angry vein in the middle, like a Frenchman's penis.
How can it be happy when all around me they are crawling out of the woodwork?
I snapped.
I threw myself into one of the armchairs and pulled my phone out.
Look. Look at them? Filthy dirty mucky pups of yesteryear?!
I tossed my phone to the side and scowled at the Good Lady.
I suppose you are going to tell me to forget Steemit and just relax today as if none of this actually matters? Perhaps you think I should just chill and drink beers and open gaudily wrapped presents!?
I growled as if I were a pup myself. Albeit, a muscular and lithe Daddy pup wih a penchant for night clams.
You should chill. And who are these mucky pups anyway?
She asked, genuinely puzzled.
I picked up my phone and scrolled to a random Steemit user who hadn't posted in a year but were now back because the price of a steemy had increased by three cents.
These mucky pups. Or should I say RATS! As soon as the price goes up a bit they come sniffing around. Looking for autovotes and circles to pull their puddings into with their fetid and sticky hands!
I looked at the Good Lady expecting her to wail and gnash her teeth about how it was my birthday and I should be focusing on the bundle of presents on the floor which looked to be full of goodies.
She straightened her back and looked me square in my dark and soulful eyes.
Damn, you are right Daddy-Bear. Something needs done. Go... go and get your boots on. I will get your Poo-Stick from the garage.
She stood and nodded before turning on her heel to fetch me my weapon of dark renown.
I nodded too. I was so proud of her I could burst.
Perhaps if I managed to return she would be waiting for me. Like hot wet and wild rice.
She came back and handed me my Poo-Stick, carefully by the safe end.
By now I had my boots on and a bag full of supplies that would do me on the long hunt for the mucky pups of yesteryear.
They didn't know it. But I was coming.
And not in a good way.
