Mr. C. Cow and I got lost the other day attempting to follow a shady looking sign that promised to take us to Santa’s Workshop.
I say that a sign that colorful was just for decoration. Mr. C. Cow say’s it’s real and colorful because elves made it.
Personally, I thought that elves only made toys and cookies.
I didn’t want to disappoint Mr. C. so I, reluctantly, followed him as he followed the arrows. As we were walking along we ran into something that cows dream about. The ultimate in food fantasy for a cow that enjoys the holidays. Something so mind blowing you have to ask yourself how much sugar, elf-power, and equipment went into their creation.
Behold! Two GIANT candy canes!
How did these two GIANT candy canes get there? Was a crane used to move them? Where was the crane? Wasn’t candy canes on the ground unsanitary? Did a giant lose his holiday candy?
Mr. C. Cow wanted to give them a taste lick but I put my little foot down and said no way! We don’t know who they belonged to and if they were actually edible. Friends don’t let friends lick strange candy they find on the ground. Ground candy isn’t safe nor sanitary!
I was able to distract Mr. C. Cow by pointing out a small building I had seen in the distance that looked like some sort of elf related toy factory. While we could, kinda, peek into the windows and see the outline of toys we were unable to tell if they were made by elves.
While I knocked on the door (no answer) to find out if these were indeed the holiday elf made toys I didn’t notice that Mr. C. Cow had wandered off. I was too busy waiting at the door (still no answer) to notice that he had attempted to call Bishop (you remember me talking about him don’t you?) to bring a crane over from our construction business. When I finally did stop knocking (no one ever answered) Mr. C. Cow was in the middle of trying to explain to Bishop that he needed them to pick up giant candy canes off the ground to be shipped back home.
I quickly grabbed the phone, informed Bishop that we WERE NOT taking home random ground candy, and ONCE again explained to Mr. C. Cow that you cannot eat/take/lick/transport candy canes that you find.
Long postcard story short (too late) a few lessons were learned today.
- That factory door I was knocking on wasn’t owned by or run by anyone related to the North Pole.
- That holiday sign pointing us in different directions…was not made by elves.
- We do not attempt to consume giant candy canes we find on the ground.
I hope that, when we make it home for a few days for the holidays that I don’t find a giant candy cane in my yard.
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