We are having a bit of a problem here. You have figgered out by now that Spotty is only a few months old. Needs to be carried around on my sholder or lap most of the time. Sweet chap, but very very scared of big lions ever since he got lost in his foast month and i took to caring for him.
Well, he had like this nightmare last night. Got up screaming in the middle of the night. i toarned on the lantorn. he said i had this dream. his eyeses were wide open, flecked with tearses.
He narrated his dream:
We had gone over to the Lion Family for lunch. They welcomed us nicely. One mummy and three baby lionses. Very classy people -- they had like Vibhuti everywhere, head to end of tail. And pictures of Bhagavan Ramana on every wall. And every book on Bhagavan ever written. And Bhagavan DVD's and CD's. And an iPod full of Bhagavan music.
The next thing i remember is that Mummy Lion went to the kitchen to get some buttermilk. The three lionses gobbled us up quickly.
What !!!? I asked astawnished.
Yup. Then Mummy Lion came into the room and asked cheerfully, Cubs, where have our guests gone ?
The lionses said,
"Mummy, we just had Tiger Crunch"
"And Lepudd Munch"
"With Fruity Punch"
"What a scrumpshus bunch"
"What an ideal lunch"
Mummy Lion gasped: "What? You ate my guests !!!??"
"Yup, Divine Mummy, They were delishus."
"Burp"
"Belch"
"Where do we dispose their dhotis, Mummy Goddess?"
"Now can we wash 'em down with Lakshmi Buttermilk"
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I asked Spotty: But if they like ate us up then how do you know the rest. How did you like hear it?
Spotty (after thinking a bit): well, i musta heard it from their stomick.
After that i read Spotty some posts from your lovely blawg and he fell asleep.
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Med Tiger
July 13, 2007 11:02 PM
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