Do you ever wonder if you are actually living your life in a movie script?
All the time…
Sometimes I’m living a Horror film, sometimes a Romance, sometimes a Thriller… and sometimes, like today, a Slapstick – A Laurel & Hardy/Keystone Cops ridiculous Perils of Pauline film.
You see, I had Violet Beauregard (just like her namesake) and her little buddy, the Gilligan (2 year old Wrigley) outside on the green grass, together.
I mean, they aren’t evil twins or anything like that. They don’t set out to get into trouble — they just do. They cannot help themselves. Stuff just happens.
This phenomenon fascinates me but doesn’t surprise me anymore.
I mean, none of the other horses ever get into trouble. Everyone else is let out and nothing ever happens. But these two… Whammo! If it is out there, they will get into it.
So today while I was upstairs working, I hear…
Slam! Drrrraggg. swisshssy, concrete drrrraaaaag … Blammo! Bllllammmmooooo! bangity bang bang bang bang, draaaaaaggity drag.
(I flew down from my office, slipped into my shoes mid-air and jumped over furniture to reach the back door.)
Drraaaagity, POP! Cruuushity Dragity Crush!
I pull open the back door and yell, “HO!”
I have no idea what is actually going on but whatever it is, I know it needs to STOP. NOW.
As my eyes focus, I see this:
Obediently, she freezes.
“HOOOOOO.” I say it again to make sure she gets the point.
I inspect the situation and realize that there is no damage and no sharp points…
And then it starts… I cannot help myself. My sides heave as I try to stifle my gawfaws.
“Wait, Wait, (giggle, snort, chortle) lemme get my camera! HO RIGHT THERE. Whatever you do, do NOT move until Mommy gets back with the camera…” (snuffle, chortle, snort, gaffaw)
HEH HEH, HEEE HEEE.
She didn’t move a muscle. My very good girl stood rock solid as I got my camera and took these photos. She also let me remove the bird seed bucket without even flicking an ear.
I think she was holding her breath, too.
But that’s not all.
Her partner in crime, Chucklehead Little Buddy Gilligan (Wrigley) was standing at attention nearby.
“Huh? What happened?”
I snapped this photo of him exactly one second before he smacked himself in the face with the rake handle.
Look closely at this photo…
The little man had his foot on the rake, just ready to flip himself in the noggin.
Never a dull moment with these two… ;)
I’m not complaining.
I’ll probably miss their shenannygans once they grow out of this stage. ;)
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