Gnome Awakens

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: *yawns.  groans.  stretches.  scratches*

: Oh my, I slept Ab-gnome-ally deeply.  I must have been exhausted. And the NIGHTMARES I had!  Wildcats.  Nets.  Wild persons.  Sharp Freddy Kruger beaks.  I really do have to watch what I eat before going to bed.  Maybe it was that mead we had on getting out of that danged river.  Which reminds me - I wonder whatever happened to that Frenchie girl Jeanne D'Ark.  She was a cutie.  She had that kinda smoky look if you know what I mean.  One hot little tootsie she was.  Couldn't smoke my pipe around her though...man!  Would she screech and screm when I struck the match!  Must be a story there........

: *gets up goes to wash basin and looks in mirror* OH MY GOD!!!!

: WHAT THE HECK.......LOOK AT MY FACE!!!  WHERE DID THOSE SCRATCHES COME FROM?  Oh yeah, now I dimly remember....it wasn't a dream.  There really was a big, nasty cat after me.  *shakes* but that Green Chicken, er I mean that lovely, caring, beautiful red and green exotic parrot of Polly Anna's saved me from the beast.  I hope that parrot really shredded his ear and butt for what that dang cat did to my face.

: *washes face gingerly*.  Oh!  That reminds me!  Gotta make some gingerbread crackers for that old bird this morning.

: *gets busy on the day's chores*

: *humming* "theres a gnome with a pot over there"
:           "hey watch what's that sound there's a gnome sneaking around"

: Gnome with wildcat rash


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