Wednesday, August 08, 2018
For years, with its origins in my daughter's childhood, we've been playing with our stuffed animals, photographing stories that we make up as the pop up in our imaginations. We even married Petite Cougar to Slap, the Canadian beaver with cake, champagne and human guests.
Once we had Sherlock, a real dog, the adventures became less.
We drove all night from Geneva and arrived at Argelès at 5 in the morning. When I walked through the kitchen I noticed two of our animals were on the toaster. We confirmed all the animals were missing.
Hmmmm...must have been our plant waterer and good friend.
We started a hunt.
Honey Bunny was in the rainbow basket, two of the other rabbits were standing on the bed post.
Shamrock, our transgender Bostonian lobster, was stuck in a candle.
We searched and searched and couldn't find Scooby II and Giggles. I was wondering if our plant waterer was holding them for ransom.
Exhausted we flopped into bed and looked up. Giggles and Scoob 2 were the two animals that got into the most trouble. There they were -- on the chandelier.
Any friend who can do this is more than a friend. She is a treasure, May we always be playful no matter how old we become.
Posted by DL NELSON at 10:41 AM