My dog Ozzy has been fascinated by the end-time predictions of the Mayans and other prognosticators. The one item they have in common has to do with events in the solar system and a certain alignment of stars and planets said to bring about dramatic changes on earth. The following story is a result of a certain pooch's end-of-the-world imagination gone haywire.
About thirty minutes ago our quiet evening was interrupted by Ozzy barking and screaming, "It's happening! It's the end of the world"! He had been standing on top of our kitchen table looking out the window into the darkness, and he witnessed a spectacle that set him off. He ran to the couch and hid under a blanket. He claimed he saw the stars moving and realigning to fulfill the terrifying prediction he learned about on the History Channel. I walked over to the window, looked out, and saw nothing. "What are you talking about, Ozzy?" He ran back and jumped up on the kitchen table, pointed out the window, and said "See those lights moving around out there?" After that he ran back to the couch, climbed under the blanket again, and cried "It's the end of the world"!
It took me a moment, but I finally realized he what he was seeing; "Those aren't stars, Chicken Little... those are lightning bugs." Ozzy eased out from under the blanket, walked over and jumped up on the table, and starred out the window. After a minute of thought and observation, he shook his head and said "Nostradamis never mentioned anything about lightning bugs".
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