by Die Judicii » 09 Aug 2022, 11:46 pm
Mrs Rudd called Dad in from the paddock one day, and said "Dad,,, I've got an urgent repair job you need to do."
Dad asked what it was and she replied, "The thunder box seat has got a crack in it that I want you to fix"
So Dad says,,,, yeah yeah,, I'll do it tomorrow morning.
But,,, the next morning came and went,, and the job didn't get done.
She asked again the next day,,,, but Dad said he was too busy.
It stretched out for a fortnight,,,,,,,,, and it still hadn't been fixed.
Then one morning Mrs Rudd came running back to the house yelling and screaming to Dad,,,, saying that there was a massive Redback in the thunderbox.
Dad runs down and looks,,,, then calls out saying he couldn't see it.
Mrs Rudd said "It's right down low,,,,, you'll have to stick your head in to be able to see it."
So Dad gets down on his knees,,,,, and sticks his head down, and stares around,,, but still couldn't see it.
So he started pulling his head out to stand up,,,, but his beard suddenly got wedged in the crack on the seat.
He wriggled and struggled but couldn't get free.
So he yells out and says,,,,, "I've got my beard caught in that dammed crack and I can't get free"
Mrs Rudd yelled back and said,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, "Yep,,,, it hurts don't it"
I do not fear death itself... Only its inopportune timing!
I've come to realize that,,,,, the two most loving, loyal, and trustworthy females in my entire life were both canines.