Anywho! In other news, we have a sighting. What on earth have I sighted, you might ask? I was out in the garden a day or two ago when up strolled the most odd little fellow I've seen in quite awhile. Oatmeal Head greeted him at the top of the driveway, since my hands were covered in dirt, and introduced him as the King of the Sea. Suuuure he is. I'll let you decide.
I don't care what he's the king of. There's something a little off about him. Maybe he's compensating for something.
After the introductions, and his curiosity about my amaryllis, he took a stroll around the grounds, acquainted himself with the flora and fauna. He seemed to like the violets the most. Said they smell good.
Then. THEN. Then he declared the violets his new conquest. How can I argue with that? They're popping up all over the garden and the yard. He's welcome to a small posy of violets.
When the king got to the statuary, however, things just went wrong. First he managed to really irk Flaco, who's been part of the scenery for a couple of years now. Flaco did NOT like this behavior:
And Colonel Corn Wallace! Poor Fluffy Ewe. Never saw it coming. I think the king was going for total garden domination, bringing all of the garden creatures under his triton.
The last straw, though, was his attempted domination of the duck/flamingo/platypus. That was just wrong.
It's at this point that I picked him up, flailing and screaming angry sea epithets at me, and handed him to Oatmeal Head. He was stuffed into a back pack and I haven't heard from the angry little monarch since.
And the garden creatures all breathed a sigh of relief.
Until I write again ...
Some visitors just make themselves too much at home and need to be stuffed into backpacks and sent on their way.
Glad you showed "the King of the Sea" just where he stood with you and the garden friends! I mean - he could have the violets but messing with Colonol Corn Wallace? Really????
Have fun camping ...
You mean you are not taking the king camping with you?? Enjoy!
Wow, camping in the van. You can stay anywhere you want. If anything-person shows up to annoy you can call them names and move on. No worries about rain when you have your own shell. Enjoy!
King of the sea looks like he needed to be put in his place.
So, my husband walks by the computer as I'm looking at Titan and he says, "You've got some weird friends." I find that especially funny coming from a guy who gets together on Thursday nights and dress up in medieval attire and sword fight. Yeah, seriously. And he actually invited me and I said, "No. I'd rather read blogs." Actually, I have school on Thurs. nights now, so I don't have to use excuses anymore besides, "That's just weird."
Hunny needs to take you on a cruise where there are real bathrooms. But avoid King Neptune if you go on one.
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