THURSDAY IN THE GARDEN WITH DANTE: A TALE WITH A TWIST!

Since it's Thursday, Dante is out in the front garden making sure that there's nothing amiss.

 "Not dat I wudn't mind a 'Miss' in mai life, yoo unnerstand -- but I cant negleck mai dooties!"

 "Wun fing fur shur -- Dada needs ta do sum whipPURRsnippin'.  Dis patio is beginnin' ta look like a golf course!"

 Just then the wind picks up and whips Dante's fur into a FURenzy!   At the same time, Dante hears a horrendous unearthly grinding sound accompanied by a high-pitched whine.  The combined sounds are so terrifying that ...

 ... Dante retreats under the bench.  

 "Mebbe it's wun of dose TWISTAHS!"

 "Mus' be a CATegory 5 -- I herd dey kin sound like 'afraid' train."

 "Dis reely BLOWS!" exclaims Dante, shivering in fright.

 "Pleez, pleez doan lets it carreh me away!"

Then as suddenly as it came ... 

 ... so it went!  And all was peaceful again.

 The wind died down and Dante came out from under the bench.

Now Dante can relax -- until next week, that is ... when the garbage truck comes around again!