Obligatory disclaimer: real life sucks.
In particular, the COVID-19 lockdown got prolonged for another month – until June
2020, so here is a big middle finger to all of those who made this decision; I do
not know as to how Doug Ford was involved in it, directly or otherwise, but I’m
sure that he was, so there!
…Aye, on the other hand, J.C. from the
team Snowbirds has it worse – she died. She took the risks and she died. What
risks, you may ask? Well, from 1974 until now – that’s 46 years, almost half a
century – the Snowbirds’ jets crashed every few years, so the odds were in odds
of another crash now or sometime soon, and so it happened, last weekend, (aka
May 17, 2020), and so Ms. J.C. died, and her partner broke both of his legs
while escaping the crash. Canada! Canada! …And the woman’s from Halifax, Nova
Scotia, aka the province where a certain mass shooting has occurred earlier
this year already. Seriously, can we go back to the Asian giant hornets now?..
That said, because my personal state of
affairs is derived from my family issues, (and I am not, admittedly, ready to
share them on this blog online), here, instead, a piece of original fiction
from yours truly. Enjoy!
Once upon a time, there
was a mother rabbit, and she had two little bunnies...
The mother rabbit in question was not happy.
The dog in the backyard was scary enough, (especially for a little rabbit), but
the presence of cats was something else. True, the older feline preferred just
to sit on the kennel roof, while her kitten played with the dog, but a mother
rabbit is a worry-wart and couldn’t help herself, safety of an enclosure or
not.
“Shouldn’t something be done about them?” She
asked her neighbour, (a domestic pig, incidentally).
“Feel free,” the swine replied, as she went
through a hole in the fence. “Personally, I am off to talk to my wild cousins -
good luck!”
“Aren’t you worried about the humans-?”
“Silly rabbit - our story has no humans, at
least not so far!” Commented the pig and left, leaving the rabbit family
behind.
The rabbits just looked at each other, but
before they could reach any conclusion, in popped their wild cousin, the hare.
“Yo! You!” He called out to the cats and the
dog. “Where’s the lynx from our plot line?”
The mother cat just jabbed one of her paws in
the direction of the hole through the fourth wall, (from the previous chapter).
“Is she coming back any time soon?” The hare
pressed on.
The mother cat gave him a flat look.
“Oh good,” said the hare, “Since I was
worried.” To further emphasize his relief, he turned around and jumping into
the rabbits’ enclosure. “Hey there, cousins,” he told them brightly. “Want to
hang around?”
The bunnies looked at their mom. “Fine,” their
mother relented. “But let’s not get carried away, or our swine neighbour will
come back or something!”
“Done,” agreed the hare, and the foursome went
to the local vegetable garden, (which was located not far from the pigsty,
actually), but that was another story.
…Well, this is it for now. Did you
enjoy this piece? All comments and criticisms are welcome! See you all soon!
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