I walked in to the kitchen to make lunch and found this:
Needless to say, I was horrified. I thought Obi Wan and Fred were just messing around a couple of weeks back, taking harmless shots at each other in that way guys do. Alpha Male crap. This is a bad angle. A very bad angle. Take a look at this one:
So it's not what you thought (I know - it looked bad). It's far worse. I guess Fred and Bessie are like that guy on Tatooine - I wanna call him Zaboomafoo, but I know that will get me in trouble - the one who owned little Anakin and his mom? Jedi mind tricks didn't work on him.
Looks like Obi Wan got his light saber out, but not in time. Of course, I immediately pulled the two of them off of the Jedi (alright, after running for the camera, taking a couple of photos, making sure the lighting was right), but they managed to make hamburger of his arm and foot. And they don't look one bit penitent. In fact, I'll need to make sure all the action figures in the house stay out of reach, now that they've had a taste of plastic.
What I've been sitting here wondering is how on earth they snuck up on poor Obi Wan like that? Why did he let down his guard? What on earth was going through the minds of the cows? I guess I'll never know. What a sad day.
Until I write again ...
P.S. Thanks to all of you congratulating people out there! And my deepest apologies to those of my bloggy friends still battling cold and snow - the garden post was not meant to hurt you. It was only to hurt me - in fact, I'm still pretty sore two days later.
This is a busy week, but spring break is coming and I'll be catching up. Stupid time change finds me hitting the pillow much earlier than usual, or I'd be catching up with everyone at night.
And my apologies for the word verification - tell me how to delete people's spam comments and I'll take it off. Someone? Anyone?