No Knockout From The Universe, But The Pony Takes A Couple Of Jabs

During the pouring rain Monday that saw The Pony treading through inches-deep standing water, he wore a different jacket than the last rainy day.

"It really must have been that jacket last time. I still got a little bit of a rash with this other jacket, but only on my right arm, around the elbow bend. Since I still had the skin cream, I put some on there. No steroids, so I was able to sleep."

"Yeah. At least you knew what must have caused it, and that you weren't about to kick the bucket from a strange allergy."

On Tuesday, The Pony had a routine medical appointment, and was off work early. He fell asleep when he got home, and woke up later in the evening, past supper time.

"I was hungry, and made some fish sticks that I had in my freezer. I'm sure you will understand the horror of what I'm about to tell you... I WAS OUT OF KETCHUP! Not only that, but I was also out of mayo, because last time I used it, I forgot and let it sit out overnight. So I had to throw it away. I had to eat plain fish sticks!"

I hesitate to put this out into The Universe. Earmuffs, Universe! Don't listen. Or perhaps I should say: Blindfold, Universe! Don't read!!!

At least The Pony had remembered to close the freezer door, so the fish sticks themselves were okay.