Thursday, July 14, 2011

Aliens....

When we take the dogs a'walkin' in the morning, the grass is so high in spots alongside the road that all we see is tall grass fronds moving around and our flexi-leashes disappearing into the tall mass o' grass.

I stood waiting while Bequia and Toe were snorflin' around in the tall grass and I thought...

Wow!  This could be a movie....

Aliens....

The dogs are in the grass, unseen, snorfling around per usual.... the grass starts moving wildly.... the flexi is zig-zagging  in the grass and all of a sudden the flexi snaps back to my hand.... empty.... no dog on the end.... just a frayed, bloody collar....

Hmph. 

I think I watched too much of the Aliens vs. Predators movie on some cable channel the other night....

3 comments:

DebH said...

it is an image though?? and yup predators movies can do that to a person.
You better be watching a little more Winnie the Pooh and have some fuzzy thoughts.
You do sound like me though, my dreams sometimes can be downright nuttier than any Alice in Wonderland versus Alien plot imaginable. I gotta write those down! A person could be onto a fortune!

Kelley said...

HA!HA! Sick and wrong.... : ) I have a tendency to think of bad movies like that when I have to go into dark basements with flashlights... yep, this is JUST how those scary movies start....

Funder said...

Hahah, there was an episode of X Files where Scully's little yappy dog got eaten by a lake monster in exactly that fashion. "Queequeg? Queeeeequeeg!"