It was a pretty weird dream, and the first thing I thought when I woke up was, Oh man, I gotta blog about this!
I can still picture it very clearly. Two gorillas and I, all dressed in lovely pink tutus, were doing magnificent back flips and swan dives off a ledge and landing smack in the middle of my bed. I loved it! It was just so wacky, and we looked just stunning in our tutus. I hope they had glitter on them.
This certainly begs the question, how did these talented gorillas get in my bedroom in the first place? Did I let them in? Did I serve them tea and bananas? Yikes, maybe wrestling a gorilla into a tutu is considered inhumane. They do love that frilly girl stuff so it shouldn't be that hard to do. Is PETA going to picket my house?
I blame the tutus on my friend Mamie. We were wearing tutus and practicing our graceful ballet moves yesterday. But the gorillas? That's a mystery to me.
Well, it's obvious to me that 5 a.m. is much too early to wake up. So my raggedy bunnikins and I are going back to bed.
Mamie, I left the tutus in the mailbox.
