Breakfast pancake fundraisers are always fun. There is usually an abundance of golden brown, fluffy delicacies along with lubricant rolls (called “sausages”). And lots of chance to talk.
Today was no exception!
We arrived at our church quiz team fundraiser around 10:30 – in time for a great brunch and a sit down conversation time. As we were about to leave we were alerted to the fact that reindeer were about to arrive.
The conversation turned! Could these be just cardboard cutouts used for picture taking? Were these to be in-the-flesh animals? Where would they be?
The mall had arranged for a small corral just down from our breakfast nook. David and I wandered over to watch the erection of the corral. A bungee cord held part of the corral together. We wondered how safe that might be. Pictures were $7.00 each.
The reconnaisance party (David and I) returned to the breakfast tables. We explained the lay of the land (or should that be — the build of the corrals). In just a few minutes the reindeer would arrive.
Off went David to check out the final details.
Upon his return he reported that real reindeer had arrived. They were calm and standing in the mall. But then the announcement that got me headed down the hallway! Now, I’m not one for violence, but I was intrigued. From the mouth of our capable and credible spy came the following —
“There’s blood on the antlers!”
P.S. (for those who no longer read long handwritten letters — P.S. means Post Script — that’s basically a thought after all the other thoughts have been put on paper): I checked more closely — the “blood” appeared to be a cream for the antlers — but the story sans explanation is much more fun!!
