Dragon Snot
“PaPa!” Logan shouted.
“He’s sick.”
“Who, Logan?”
“Snapple.”
Rather perplexed, PaPa Jim scratched his head.
“Who’s Snapple?”
“My dragon.”
“Oh,” PaPa said trying to hide his smile. “I didn’t know you had a dragon. Where does he live?
“In the woods. We
have to bring him gumdrops. He has a cold.”
Now, PaPa Jim loved Logan with all his heart so he decided
to play along. Side-by-side they walked
into woods, a bag of gumdrops clutched firmly in Logan’s little hand. But, alas, no Snapple.
“Maybe he’s sleeping,” PaPa said. “Let’s leave the candy by
this tree and he can get it when he wakes up.
Do you think that would be ok?”
Disappointed, Logan sighed. “Ok.”
On the way to the house PaPa
asked, “Logan, how do you know Snapple has a cold?”
Logan walked over to
a rock and pointed at a gooey, icky glob.
“Yuck, what’s that?” PaPa asked.
“Dragon snot.”
Oh, of course. Dragon
snot. He should’ve known.
Dragon snot. Who'da thunk it?
ReplyDeleteVery cute.
Didja ever see slime mold? There are lots of different kinds of it, but one patch that turned up on my lawn in Illinois looked like dog barf. Weird stuff, it can't decided if it wants to be fungus or protozoa, so it does both. I see from Wikipedia the slime mold I saw in Illinois is called Fuligo septica, the "dog vomit" slime mold. Go to Wikipedia for a photo.
ReplyDeleteCute sis, thanks for the story...
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet story. I see a children's picture book in your future. :)
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