In honour of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my 'door.' Comment "trick-or-treat" to this post and...well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, one sentence fics, graphics, a few words why I'm glad to have you on my flist, etc. etc.). The more "houses" to visit the
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I have friends who are into cooking, so I'll pass on the extra cheese tip.
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We have a back porch with windows, and the cats like to hang out on it and watch the driveway and the garage and the birds and suchlike. The little controllers that opened and closed the garage door used to live on one of the window ledges. They kept getting knocked off, and we just figured the cats knocked them off during their Very Important Pursuit of the Birds. Which may have been true. UNTIL:
One night hubby comes home and the garage door is opening, and closing. And then opening. And then closing. He gets close enough to the door to see that Little Black Cat is pushing the big button to the garage door opener, and watching the garage door open. And close. And open. And close.
We moved the controllers. She was kind of ticked. ;-)
...our electric bill was really high last month. We think it was Little Black Cat pushing the button to the garage door over and over again.
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"What?" Sam's frown had gotten deeper lately; Dean didn't bug him about it. They both knew why.
"I -- well, I think I went to Hell--" he tried not to meet Sammy's eyes there -- "but then I got out. Because an angel took me out."
"An angel," Sam said flatly.
"Yeah, I know how stupid it sounds. It was a dream, okay?"
"An angel rescuing you. Dean Winchester. From Hell."
"I told you," Dean said. "I know."
"Did you gain any--" Sam tried to hold his face steady -- "valuable information from this, er, angel?"
"No," Dean said thoughtfully, "but there was one thing. The hellhounds, they came after Bela first. If we can figure out how to stop them then--"
"We can stop them when they come after you," Sam concluded. "Not bad."
"See?" Dean grinned. "Maybe I got a guardian angel looking out for me."
"Don't bank on it, Dean."
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