I have a small plastic dinosaur that stands at the base of my computer. It came out of the handbag of lovely R, who used to work with me and who I miss terribly since she left the coop and moved to The Big Smoke with her husband. She always had amazing things in her handbag – small Lego men, half-sucked sweets, single socks. It comes with having 6-year old twin boys apparently. I miss her handbag of tricks. I miss her more, though.
Anyway, back to the dinosaur. His friend is a small, plastic, three-legged cow (held in place by Prestick – it’s hard to stay upright when you’re small, plastic, a cow, AND three-legged.) Point of this (rather rambling) story is that I swear I just saw the dinosaur bend over and kiss the cow on it’s – what would be, if it wasn’t plastic – velvety nose.
Now, while I am so very, very pleased that there is romance blossoming on the foot of my computer, and cross-species at that (how tolerant and ‘one-worldy’ – I hope the cow’s parents aren’t upset that she’s getting involved with an extinct boyfriend…), I think perhaps I need more sleep.
I wonder what their kids will look like? Oh, wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. She'll look so sweet in a veil. Argh. I'll keep you posted on the evolving love affair, shall I?
Thursday, April 16, 2009
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5 comments:
Fab. I'm not keeping a close eye on the plant on my desk...is something lurking in that jungle??
Shiny - stop them - immediately. It's disgusting... relationships outside of the norm should never be encouraged. The Bible says so... and so does Zuma...
!! Drinking before 10am is highly overrated!!
Hahaha, I want to know the outcome!! Love blooms everywhere, and virtue is when no one comes, my mother used to say.
Mud - you should, one needs to keep a watch out for these things, they're easily missed!
Rambler - I can't stop them - nothing gets in the way of love... not even Zuma!
Mel - it's after 10am somewhere in the world, always.
Angela - exactly.
x
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