Surprise Scottish Visitor

[wildergamebirds]

  Don't get ahead of yourselves!

  About 4 A.M.

  What really happened (probably):

  One dog in plastic dog crate, got an itch, and scratched it.  Thumping sound woke, and panicked the two at the foot of the bed.  They started barking, and scratching at bedroom door. 

  What happened in my sleep deprived brain:

  Someone knocked at the front door, waking the dogs, who ran to the front door, barking, and scratching at it.  I jumped out of bed, grabbed my pants, and stumbled to the door.  Stubbed my toe.  The one with the ingrown nail, of course.

  As I got to the door, Lightning Joe was jumping up and looking out the window in the door.  He landed on my bare foot.  I peered out the window through sleepy, tear blurred eyes.  You guessed-'er Chester!  Smiling up at the window was Suz658! (No chicken pox)

  I yelled "just a minute!" and stumbled toward the bathroom pulling on my pants, ripping my throbbing toe.  Wiped my face and eyes, combed my hair with fingers, and put on a clean pressed shirt that happened to be hanging on the shower rod (beats me).

  When I got back to the door, and opened it, I heard Julie Andrews (in Mary Poppins voice) say "High Jack" (how did she know my name?) "This is my aunt Jane!"

  When she stepped aside, there stood a lady From Devonshire England that I dated when I was about 30!
However, she was no longer 45, she was about that woman's current age, and her voice was a soprano version for Craig Ferguson.

  She popped in and out of my sleep the rest of the morning, but Susan was nowhere to be found (took the Red Eye flight back to UK, with suitcases full of fertile Quail eggs, I suppose).

  I will no longer be sitting at the computer, drinking beer.  I will not be reading posts here past 10 P.M.
I will deal with those who contributed to this nightmare, one at a time, at my own leasure.  You will not know when it's comming!

[Reeves]

 

[Suz658]

That is Just so funny 


But I'm soooo.... sorry I can't believe I was that rude ....... the real me would have at least stayed for a coffee before dumping Auntie J and doing a runner with a suitcase full of your best eggs :)

[wildergamebirds]

  Probably fever induced delirium from the pox.  That, and the relief.

  New avatar picture is nice.

  I said you were as cute as a little speckled pup!  Now it's true.

[slider]

Man Wilder you got it bad!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[wildergamebirds]

  Slider, did you miss the red spots?

[slider]

No Wilder...I looked right through them....

[jaime7997]

What the heck did you eat before you went to bed? Or smoke??? 

[Reeves]

What the heck did you eat before you went to bed? Or smoke??? 

She changed the avatar (again). Was a picture of her with a bunch of red spots 

[Suz658]

Long story better explained if you read 'me & quail' post.

here's the pic in question - bit too daft to be left as avatar ......



Suz

[slider]

Well it was better than that Bobwhite...I look at them every day...

[wildergamebirds]

  I figured you were too old, and honorable to notice, or acknowledge the fact.

 

[slider]

Hey Wilder...at my age a few red spots dont matter... j41

[wildergamebirds]

  Recon they wouldn't, at that.

[wildergamebirds]

What the heck did you eat before you went to bed? Or smoke??? 

  A little beer (barely a six pack) and inadequate sleep.

  I've always been like that.  Scary movies didn't do a thing when I was a kid.  I didn't care much for them, John Wayne and Chuck Connors didn't make that kind.  But they never phased me.  James Arness was in The Thing (did you know he was Peter Graves' brother)?

  But I might read a cake recipe, and have weired dreams about broken, raw eggs, everywhere.

  Once after my dad had told a story about chasing down Jackrabbits on horseback when he was a kid, I dreamed of being chased by a 50 foot blue rabbit.  Those were the days of LSD, but I'd never had so much as a beer, back then.

  Happens the rare times, I don't have a million things on my mind, for the next day.

  Then these guys spent the evening aggravating me, and trying to pawn off Auntie J, on me.  I just hope she doesn't show up tonight on that three legged Camel!