Monday, July 31, 2017

Wild animals need love, too.


I went outside last evening at dusk to water the thirsty plants. I was rolling up the hose when I heard a guttural growl. I froze, looked around, but I didn't see a thing out of the ordinary. As I laid the nozzle on top of the wound up hose, I heard an angry animal grumble. I looked behind the large plastic trash bin thinking it might be the over-sized raccoon I saw climbing the fence the other night. Nothing there!

I grabbed the closest thing I could find, a beach towel on the patio table. I armed myself, crept into the driveway, bent down and looked under the parked car, ready to swat at that thing if it came at me...and that's when I saw his legs. He knew I saw him, and when he tried to snarl, he bared his teeth and laughed out loud.

I think playfulness is important in a marriage. My honey and I are forever playing "Gotcha!" This time he got me good. All work and no play...well you know the rest about how dull it can be.




8 comments:

Sioux Roslawski said...

Sasquatch is indeed a wild animal. Does he need (or deserve) love? I'm not so sure...

Donna Volkenannt said...

He got you good, Linda.

Val said...

One day, when there's a growling, oversize raccoon gnawing one of his legs off, you're gonna finish watering, and go back in the house, because you'll think it's HIM. The Sasquatch who growled like a wolf.

Chatty Crone said...

Good thing he didn't give you a heart attack - brave you for checking it out - I think I would have run the other way!

Kathy's Klothesline said...

Did you at let swat him with the towel?

Lynn said...

Funny. Sounds like something my husband would do (or I would do!). :-)

Connie said...

Haha! I guess he better watch his back now. You know they say revenge is sweet. :)

K9friend said...

We should never lose our ability to play.

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