One wants to wander away from the world’s some-wheres..
....................into our own nowhere.”

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

AHAAAAA.


Then the Great Rattus spoke...Who was supposed to bring the compass and the map? It wasn't me. I am in charge of the cheese, the biscuits and the keg of barley ale.

Look here, this is silly. We're animals. We are supposed to have a sixth sense about danger and an unerring sense of direction. You know, like the salmon that finds its original spawning ground; the dog lost in the wilderness that treks thousands of miles to its master. The penguin that finds its chick amidst millions of others.

Why can't any of us here have.... Wait a minute. I'm feeling that animal instinct. I have a capital idea. Why don't we follow that sign post in the road up ahead that says "Nowhere -->"?

AHAAAAA,You mean THAT one,Mozes said kind of embarressed...Well,why didn't you say so before...come on friends..lets hit the road..

3 comments:

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Yes! If one would just read the signs, all would be well! No worries little ones, we will make our destination, thanks to the cooperation of all. Remember, ALL FOR ONE, ONE FOR ALL! ANita

Itch2stitch.com said...

Thats good! I have absolutely no sense of direction at all! Suzie. xxx

Jacqueline said...

Now were on our way for sure...no doubt about it! Pen to paper, finger tips to computer...the writers type on...to Knowhere, I mean Nowhere, or is that two different places? Rattus will let us know!