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...
I can totally relate to that. We have an outside cat named Pumpkin who is obsessed with the lap of our straw stuffed scarecrow who sits in a lawn chair in the front yard. The scarecrow often looks like he is spreading his legs in a vulgar manner due to Pumpkin's "bed making" attempts. Hope you have fixed your issue ;)
ReplyDeleteMy cat sleeps on my stomach too and crushes it. It's what cats do.
ReplyDeleteCats are evil... thank God they're cute ;)
ReplyDeleteThat's a cute story. I can say that since it wasn't my project getting slept on. :) Glad to hear your project didn't get messed up. That really is a great sculpture. Ked, I liked your story too! I'm sure the cat looks sweet sleeping on the scarecrow anyway.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a cat thing. Did the same with Trevor for the same reason. Love the shroud tomb look.
ReplyDeleteSleeping Beauty looks good to me! You did a nice repair.
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