Eaten out of house and home.
A house divided against itself cannot stand
Like a house on fire
Get your house in order
In the dog house
This Old House
Random House
Safe house
Full house
Doll house
Cat-house
Tree house
White house
House work
House salad
Housewife
Housecoat
House cleaning
House rules
On the house
Little Boxes
Cats |
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
Dogs |
And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
Kids |
And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.
Tiny House |
And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
~ Malvina Reynolds
I want an annex in the back yard. I think I need a cool place to hang out away from Spencer and any kids that might be roaming around. It doesn't need to be very big, just enough room for a hammock inside and a swing outside. I would especially like it if there were something up against the fence so I could sneak out from time to time and roam the neighborhood.
The more I look, the more I like the tiny houses. Maybe I'll get a log cabin on wheels. I could hook Spencer up and we could travel. I can see it now...black dog hauling log cabin on wheels, me perched on the back, ears blowing in the wind. I may even let the humans come along but they are going to have to get their own house.
Love,
Buddy
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