Story Time

Today's post comes with a picture AND a story.  Lucky you.  I would apologize, but hey, that's what you get when you read blogs.

Squatch Found a Beret

Squatch was walking through his woods one day.  At one point, as he stepped over a log, his foot brushed something unfamiliar.  Startled, he looked down to see that it was a blue beret nestled amongst some mushrooms and moss.

A lot of humans had dropped a lot of things in Squatch's woods, but this was something new.

Squatch lifted the blue beret, sniffed it, and sneezed. The blue beret smelled of cigarette smoke and coffee.  He put the beret on his head and instantly felt both melancholy and sophisticated.  

Now that Squatch had a beret, he had nothing to do all day.

Not that it was much of a change.