Monday, July 29, 2013

a jungle

I told you to stay away from these strangers. You've got to know, there's a jungle out there. Really wild. The nice and tidy world you know is only a small part of the whole big picture.
Here, in this cosy place by the river, you know nothing's going to happen to you. This has always been a safe place. But they are out there, exploring, trying to find greenly, simple people like you and me. They are coming closer. There might be danger in this.

I know, you're growing older now and soon you'll feel the urge to explore. I can't do anything about it, and maybe I shouldn't. It's natural when you're young.
But under the circumstances: Please, please be careful. You wouldn't listen to me anyway. Still I have to warn you - I don't know where you did find this … thing … but it looks frighteningly unfamiliar.
Don't think I'm just old-fashioned, afraid of anything that's new. I admit, I am not as young as I used to be.
But I've heard rumors.

And I am concerned.
Because I care, for it was I who hatched you from when you were soo small. (Oh how very small you were!)

You don't like me saying that, do you? You feel so big now, am I right?

Well, you are. But be home before dark.
And I want to know where you found this. Don't forget:

It's a jungle out there.

sir stanley's hat

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

It started with a tooth

It started with a fallen out tooth: I had to get a replacement. Turned out that the artificial tooth was a lot better than the original, natural one. This, I'm afraid, made the master curious.

And you know him, once he started … You don't know him? Well, never mind.
Just let me tell you: He's the type who can get really, really involved in a thing once he's gotten a hold on it. So he starts making improvements. And more improvements. His assistant, Igor (why are they aways named Igor by the way?) was very much into it, too.
He himself looks like … well …

Oh, you know Igor? Okay, you know an Igor. That's good enough, they seem to be very much alike.

I know it's not a nice thing to say, but look at me. I really think they overdid things a little.
But who am I to complain? After all, I did what the master told me. It's in our nature, of course, but still – they didn't force me.

And they spend a lot of money in the project, that is, in me. 60 Dollars, I've heard.
That's a lot, isn't it? It does look kind of odd, but it hat it's advantages, too. I don't get tired easily, I'm strong and fast and I'm not often cold in the winter.

Just have to stay away from magnets.

the 60 dollar dog