Happy National Donut Day from the Davis Graveyard
Harold the Gravedigger squinted through the pre-dawn mist. A low, guttural groan echoed through the Davis Graveyard, sending a shiver down his spine. Not the usual mournful sighs of the restless dead, no. This was a sound more…sugary. More…sprinkled. Harold gripped his shovel tighter. The rumors had begun a week ago – whispers of a giant, sentient donut rolling through the cemetery at night, leaving a trail of sticky frosting and disembodied sprinkles in its wake. Tonight, he'd finally catch the culprit red-handed (or, should he say, red-glazed?). As the groan grew louder, a monstrous shape lumbered out of the fog. It was a donut, alright, but colossal. Its glazed surface shimmered under the moonlight, studded with malevolent chocolate chips and a single, menacing gumball eye. A chorus of disembodied moans rose from the disturbed graves as the donut flattened several headstones with an indifferent squish. Harold, adrenaline coursing through him, charged. "Hey, sprinkle-brained...
geez, I love these cat things you post! always gets me laffin'!
ReplyDeleteOkay, that one was funny.
ReplyDeleteThat is a good one. It's weird but the cat in the photo looks a little like my cat that died almost two years ago. You don't suppose ......
ReplyDeleteSquirrelQueen - Funnty - also looks like my sister's cat....also gone...and she (as likely yours, I am guessing from your comment) would have invited the same guest...very strange..... :D
ReplyDeleteYou never know WHO the cats are going to drag home to meet the family!
ReplyDeleteI can't get enough of these cat photos, haha.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year!
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