today, whilst melting to the chair in the gift shop, a man came rushing in, followed by a scraggle of kids. "is Skip here?" he inquired. "I've got a barn owl for him. it froze." if he hadn't been so serious and so urgently asking, i probably would have laughed. maybe i did a little. but only on the inside.
where do you find a frozen barn owl???
how did it freeze?
did you kill it or did the poor thing die of natural causes?
but, at least the incident was something {i'd seriously take anything} to keeping me from going insane.
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