Days of Wind
(A Series of Unfortunate Events)
This series of unfortunate events in my life started about 3 days ago.
I woke up at 2:00 A.M. to a small whine at the bottom of my bed. That would be my newly adopted Chihuahua pup. This was accompanied by the clatter of thunder followed by a small hail storm spend along by a 40 mph wind. Needless to say I did not get much sleep. When morning finally got here I was so exhausted that I did not notice the small pile of poop on my bedroom floor until I stepped in it. Yes YUCK would be the word to describe my feelings on the matter of my new pup literally getting the poop scared out of her. After a few choice words, a lot of cleanup and a pup sent quickly outside, I was ready to start my day or so I thought. It was still raining so said pup did not want to go out into the rain to pee and poop and I not wanting to have anymore unexpected surprises in my house grabbed my coat and flip flops and stood out in the freezing weather while she hesitantly did her jobs while trying not to get blown across the yard by the still gusting 40 mph wind. I kind of felt sorry for her, trying to hold herself in place and not get blown over, but I felt more strongly about not wanting this chore done inside. While waiting I noticed my brand new yellow rose bush, yet to be planted, was being literally beat to death. I push my way through the wind and rain to save my precious plant. The guy at the flower shop apparently forgot to tell me that this dainty sophisticated looking plant had a secret life as a dominatrix. As I reached down to pick her up she viciously slapped my face and then proceeded to flog me with her thorny branches all the way to the house. (Next time I will just let her stay outside!) Finally, pup, sadistic plant and I are all safely in the house. To be continued
By Cathy Collar