Yesterday the UPS guy knocked on our front door. Behind him stood a huge box. "What is that?," I asked. "I didn't order anything that big."
"It's addressed to you," he replied, carrying the box inside.
I peeled away the tape, pulled out the packing and peeked into the dark cardboard abyss. "What the heck....?,"
There, to my amazement, staring back, was Oxy. Wow! What a surprise! Oxy belongs outside my friend's apartment, in Pennsylvania. What a gift! My friend sent him to me.
MEET OXYMORON
OUT OF THE BOX--OXY LOOKS AROUND
THEN...HEADS TO A COMFORTABLE SPOT NEAR OUR FRONT DOOR
