Sometimes It Doesn’t Pay To Be Kind September 12, 2006
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Two weeks ago when I had accepted an invitation to visit the coven again I ran into my old friend, Wolf.
He didn’t mince words as he spoke of the new woods he had discovered and what it offered up ………… heavy traffic, I think he called it.
He wasn’t as lean as I last remembered him and he was more sedate…….I’ve found my “Happy Place” he said as he offered me a re-fill. It was then I asked him about his black eye.
I asked if he had run into a door, he replied, ”no, it happened the previous Sunday while in church.”
Now he had my full attention while he explained just what happened.
He said when the congregation knelt to pray he noticed that a woman of large proportion in the pew in front of him had her dress stuck up the crack of her bum. The people in his pew were snickering and he thought it unfair that she should be the butt (excuse the pun) of a joke, so he leaned over and proceeded to gently pull it out. She then turned around and punched him in the eye.
I said, “some times it doesn’t pay to be kind.” We laughed as Wolf said, “you got that right.” Wolf then wandered off to talk with Crow.
Duck and Otter then struck up a conversation with me and it wasn’t long before I felt they were having some issuses with Deerdancer’s absense. When I questioned them about it they glanced at Wolf and quickly changed the subject saying, “let sleeping dogs lay. “
As darkness closed in and with a chill in the air everyone moved closer to the fire. It was then I realized how much I missed the warmth of a bonfire and the next day the smell of the wood smoke on my clothes brought back memories of more pleasant meetings. I then left for the “Big Smoke”
It was yesterday I ran into Wolf again and this time his other eye was swollen. I smiled and said, “Church again?” Yes he said but this time it was my brother Otter. “What do you mean”, I replied.
Well he said,”same scenerio, but this time it was Otter who leaned over and pulled the dress out of her butt crack. I knew she didn’t like it, so I tucked it back in and that was when she turned around and let me have it again.”
I said, “some times it doesn’t pay to be kind.” He asked, if I was going back to the village at the end of the month could he get a ride up with me as he said he’d like to see Deerdancer again. I said ,”no problem, I could use the company.” He said thanks as he ran off to catch his bus.
Hmmm I thought, what is that old dog up to now.
