I think, by now, the entire world knows that Harriet is useless. This morning, there was a knock on my door. Harriet ignored it. When I answered it, there were two Jehovah’s Witnesses on my doorstep, waiting to ask me if I’d ever really thought about the significance of the story of Noah and The Flood. I have a feeling that any time of day would be too early to have that particular discussion, so I told them I’m Catholic and that I’d pray for them.
Anyway, Harriet. She’s useless. The least she could have done is bark a couple of times to scare them away, but nooooooo, she was too busy getting her beauty rest.







