I had an interesting evening last night. Sophie was very agitated and wanted to go outside. I let her out and she went tearing around the yard trying to find something. I stepped onto the deck and got an unmistakable whiff. Good Lord, a skunk.
Had it just passed through and left a little something behind? Or was my crazy dog about to get sprayed.
I quickly rounded up the crazed canine and brought her inside. But it was near bedtime and she needed to...well, you know. So I got her leash and we headed out the front door for a nice walk. In the dark. And then I listened to her whine and fuss at the back door half the night.
(I really think he was out there.)
But hey, better than a close encounter of the stinky kind.
Enough of that. As you know, I'm just back from a family vacation at Disney World and tradition demands I bore you with a couple pictures. Just a couple, I promise.
These are the very cool, ridiculously overpriced rain ponchos we bought after getting drenched by a sudden downpour on our second day. Naturally, as soon as we put them on, it stopped raining.
It made us feel a little Goofy.
This was a new ride I wanted to try out. Unfortunately there was an unreasonable weight limit.
The kids got to make candy at the candy story.
So did I.
Okay, got to have one group shot. Here's the whole clan.
If you're looking for a picture of Mickey, we never ran into him.
But I didn't run into that skunk last night either so I'm good.
As they get closer, they can see that the tree is draped with rasher upon rasher of bacon. There's smoked bacon, crispy bacon, life-giving juicy nearly-raw bacon, all sorts. And the smell... oh, the glorious smell!
"Look, Pepe," says the first man. "It's a bacon tree!"
"You're right!" says Pepe, "We're saved!"
Pepe doesn't wait another second. He runs up to the tree, salivating at the prospect of food. But just as he gets there, there's the sound of machine gun fire, and he is shot down in a hail of bullets.
His friend quickly drops down on the sand and calls to the dying Pepe.
"Pepe!! Pepe!! What happened?"
And with his dying breath Pepe calls back: "Ugh, run, run!! It's not a Bacon Tree after all...
...its a ham bush!"
(I know, vacation pictures and a groaner that bad in the same post. I'm ashamed. I truly am.)
hee hee hee