Gather round boys and girls for the continuing adventures of Stella. Stella coming from the great northwest was known far and wide for her grand cat hunting abilities. The cats feared her and she was strong and proud of her prowess and strength.
Stella wanting to go on an adventure to prove to other lands how powerful she was moved to Northern Saskatchewan knowing the cats would shake with fear from just the mention of her name. But when she moved into her new home she was at first baffled, then alarmed and frightened of the cats up north. For every time the meowed behind a closed door or their paws would appear from underneath a door, her owner would whisk her away into another room a close the door. This happened so often that soon every time that Stella the fierce cat hunter would her a meow her ears would press back into her head and she would run to her room, knowing that these cats must be strong and maybe could hurt her. But she knew that even if she was hurt she would win because she was STELLA the CAT HUNTER
Her owner wanting to go running took both Stella and the lab Sara for a run in the snow yesterday. They ran to a small park and the owner thought it would be safe since no one else was there to let them run in the snow. She let Stella go and then Sara, but a second later what did she see boys and girls? Stella had found what looked like a stray cat underneath a tree and was trying to bite it. The owner wanting to save the cat yelled NO!, as she ran closer and she saw this was no small forlorn cat but Peter the Porcupine out for a morning walk. Stella was easily pulled away from Peter and the owner saw that her face was full of quills sticking out of her tongue and lips and mouth. The owner thought to herself about the old joke and not realizing she said outloud; someone said to a woman if you had as many pricks sticking out of you as you have had stuck in you, you would be a porcupine.
Jimmy raised his hand "I don't understand what does that mean Ms. Manning".
Never mind Jimmy and quit interrupting.
So the owner grabs Stella and Sara and runs as fast as a quilled up dog and a 10 year old lab can run in snow and ice back to the house. She jumps in her car with Stella and runs off to the vet. Arriving at the vet one of the thin 19 year old assistants ask, how did she find a porcupine? Well I was running with her. The young thin woman exclaimed that was daring of you to go running in this weather. The owner responded. No what was daring is showing up here in public in my tight running pants and long underwear.
So 20+ quills later and 130.00 dollars Stella came home safe and sound.
Now what did we learn from this boys and girls? Ms. Manning pointed at one of the students - "Yes Suzy" - Suzy all sweetness and light said "that porcupines can hurt?"
"Yes that is true but what else ?" said Ms. Manning.
That maybe Stella might think that porcupines are really big ass killer cats and she won't bother cats anymore. Jimmy yelled out "Don't say that word in class Jimmy, and yes we can be hopeful of that."
But what is the most important lesson learned by this story children? The children looked up at her with blank faces.
That exercising is very, very bad for you.
The End
P.S. What is the most disturbing part of this entire story is that I wanted to take a picture of Stella with quills covering her mouth for this Blog. That my friend is bad, bad, bad.
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