This morning I received by far the most unusual request I have ever had for a Christmas present. The Love of my life was checking out cyber monday deals, just as I was about to leave for work she coo’s from the other room, John I want a petite lap giraffe for Christmas.
I heard the word giraffe but the rest of the title came through like she was talking with a mouthful of french toast. I said “”a What”? She said come look at these, they are so cute. So of course I look and yes I have to admit they do possess a certain charm. However I am allergic to animals and we do not live in an agricultural community, in fact we live ten feet off a state road where the speed limit signs are there, I suppose simply to hold up branches heavily laden with snow from completing their downward trek and effectively cutting off vehicular motion. (of which I might add recently happened at the end of October)
Certainly, I have been known to do some less than predictable things, and when it comes to my wife I typically throw caution to the wind in my desire to please her. Trust me for a brief minute I was actually contemplating the idea, when I came across this next picture it ended all possibility!
There is no way I am sharing my bath with a Giraffe! Sorry not happening honey. Call me scrooge but the mental image alone is enough to make me cough up a hairball!