Wednesday, August 24, 2011
A Whale Follows Us Home
My wife and I were eating macaroni sandwiches on the beach yesterday, when a whale wiggled his way up and begged for some. He ate two sandwiches, a pack of Sun Chips, and our Snickers bar. We patted him the meanwhile. But then, when we walked home, he followed us! We didn't want to hurt his feelings, so we invited him in. Ever try to make polite conversation with a whale? At bedtime, he insisted on sleeping with us, which made the bed kinda crowded. This morning we are trying to think of tactful ways to suggest that he go back to the sea. Or, anyone want a whale?