I’ve determined I’m a lion in a zoo.
A zoo in Kansas.
And you won’t believe this, Dorothy!
I have no courage.
Who in a zoo has any courage?
Seriously.
I am a relic being watched.
Really, honestly, doing nothing for the world.
Furry Mane on Display
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Blog: Stillfugue Topics:Fiction, Poetry, Essays
#1 by Find an Outlet on May 9, 2011 - 9:26 pm
I once went ballistic at a zoo when I caught some brats throwing stones at a mountain lion trying to get a reaction they could brag about. I promise to do the same for you.
You share your struggles in a unique way and you actively care for five rescue dogs, so you can neither say you’re a relic nor doing nothing for the world.
#2 by Carl on May 10, 2011 - 7:37 pm
Thank you for your kind comment! I appreciate it.
I hope I don’t need to call on you for any rock throwers!
#3 by carldagostino on May 9, 2011 - 10:26 pm
Are you sure that’s a zoo? Leavenworth is in Kansas. Better had D get you a hacksaw.
#4 by Carl on May 10, 2011 - 7:39 pm
Thank you for your help, Carl. I promise not to ask how you have such awareness of Leavenworth – Only the worst of the worst go there.
#5 by carldagostino on May 10, 2011 - 7:45 pm
It’s a vowels thing. People whose names have lots of vowels know about such things. On a personal level.
#6 by Kay Camden on May 10, 2011 - 8:37 am
Ohh.. you MUST be at work.
#7 by Carl on May 10, 2011 - 7:39 pm
Yes, Kay! How did you know? Have you been there?
#8 by Kay Camden on May 10, 2011 - 9:35 pm
In my own version. And today, I was feeling it. 😐