Write something that has to do with: the squeeze.
After spending the morning with Max in town, I got our peppers (and eggplants) started in the greenhouse this afternoon. Then I finally got out to the garden and managed to weed and mulch the first two rows of garlic. There's only seven rows this year, so that's a reasonable chunk of work done.
Just a heads up for those interested in the yearlong prompt: I'm planning this month's visit to The Colony for Sunday. So if you haven't had a chance to write something for last month's entry, please do so in the next couple of days so I can incorporate your writing into my next addition.
Looking forward to tomorrow for reasons I shall explain tomorrow night.
"Maurice has to go."
"I'm sorry, what now?"
"Maurice. Go. Now. Got it?"
"He just moved in with us two days ago!"
"Right. So he's been living here for approximately two days too long then."
"But we finally managed to replace Edith - without even getting rid of the smell of wet cats in her bedroom!"
"Well, that should have been a warning sign for Maurice, shouldn't it? That he'd agree to sleeping in that... place?"
"Well... how about you tell me why you want him out. Maybe then we can have a reasonable conv-"
"I don't like the way he handles the squeezable honey."