Purse Snatcher

Wendy Dog stole Fiorella's purse today, the cute little purse made out of a frenzied pink, red and yellow print which has taken the place of the huge black leather satchel Fio used to carry the world around in. With children grown and no papers to grade, her world is much lighter these days.

But the little purse is also more attractive to Wendy because she can lift it off Fio's desk in one quick, furtive move and make off into another room with it before anyone realizes what has happened. Her goal is the nose-wipers stuffed in the side pocket. Yes, Wendy's none-too-secret vice is tissues. Husband, who pooper-scoops the yard at irregular intervals, says she must be keeping Kleenex in business.

Fio realized the purse had been snatched when she discovered her credit cards, auto insurance card, the pill box, three pens, and a twenty-dollar bill on the floor beside her desk. Aware there had been ten more twenties in her purse and a bit concerned that Wendy might have extended her appetite for paper to include folding money, Fiorella searched the house, peering under tables, chairs, and kitchen cabinets, and into dark, obscure corners. Finally she located the purse, in the front room, blending serenely into the colorful Persian carpet. The cash was intact.

Wendy is in the figurative dog house now and the little purse is on a high perch above her reach. All is well in Fiorella's world again.

At least it wasn't as bad as when Fio was talking to a friend on the phone and the resident cat at the time peed in her satchel right in front of her.