I suppose that some explaining needs to be done about now. OK, I fired up the little John Deere yesterday and drove it down to my front lot. The grass was pretty tall and it sure did need cut. I thought I did a pretty good job but I did run over a real little guy dressed in a red suit trimmed in white. When I hit him and the multiple rotary blades got to him, it kicked up a big red and white mist which seemed to just hang there in the air. It sort of smelled like pine and mistletoe. Wow, what the heck did I just hit!! I am telling you the truth, I didn't know it was Santa!!
The elves didn't believe me and I don't think you do either; therefore, I will post some unpleasant pictures. Any of you with a week stomach or children under 12 shouldn't look. Here is what I saw when I made the turn and headed back toward my house. See, I told you it was hard to see and I didn't know what it was, so I circled it in orange:
This next picture shows what was left of him. His hat made it though the ordeal unscathed but the white fluffy stuff must have his beard, hair, or stuffing:
Do you think you can stand to take a closer look? If so, here it is in all its gore:
Now I got to run, those dang elves are closing in on me. Anyway it is grooming day for the pups. More about that on another blog. If you see me running by followed by some really short people in pointed caps, please don't tell them where I have gone. Now, have a nice day and don't pout about poor old Santa, you hear?