Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a garden fashionista, the prettiest creature that was ever seen. Many people were excessively fond of her and one of them had a pretty pink riding hood made for her. It suited her so well that everybody called her Pretty Pink Riding Hood.
PPRH was very fond of cats and gardening but one day she decided to get a puppy too as she thought that having a puppy around would be great fun. Poor deluded thing.
So PPRH got her little basket, put on her pretty pink riding hood, and happily skipping along, she went in search of a puppy. After searching high and low, walking through dark mysterious woods, climbing several Dutch mountains, (click vid to see what they look like as you have never ever seen mountains like that before and get a real taste of the Netherlands too. It doesn't get anymore Dutch than this.)
wading knee deep through ice cold streams until she finally found Ickle Puppy Tara.
So after much kissing, hugging and petting, PPRH put Ickle Puppy Tara in her basket and went home again, over the Dutch mountains and through the dark mysterious woods and ...., well, you know the drill. For a while they were very happy but Ickle Puppy Tara grew and grew and one day PPRH noticed something about Ickle Puppy Tara that she had never noticed before.
Oh Ickle Puppy Tara, what big feet you have!
All the better to run far, far away from you with.
Oh Ickle Puppy Tara what big ears you have!
All the better to ignore everything you say with.
Oh Ickle Puppy Tara, what big brown eyes you have!
All the better to delude you into thinking I'm a poor innocent widdle angel with.
Oh Ickle Puppy Tara, what a big nose you have!
All the better for sticking it into places where it doesn't belong with.
Oh Ickle Puppy Tara, what a big mouth you have!
All the better for biting you with!
Oh Ickle Puppy Tara, what big and sharp teeth you have!
All the better for eating you up with.
But before things could turn nasty, very nasty indeed, PPRH quickly whipped out something to distract Ickle Puppy Tara and asked, in a valiant attempt to prevent mega bloodshed, Ickle Puppy Tara, which one is it going to be?
Devil chicken or
Well, gentle reader, what do you think that Ickle Puppy Tara did then?
Which was it going to be?
The devil or the angel?
The angel or the devil?
What did Ickle Puppy Tara finally choose?
A) Devil chicken
B) Angel chicken
D) neither but opted to bite PPRH's hand instead?
What do you think happened in this modern fairytale?
Did it all end in tears, bloodshed and mayhem or was there a happy ending?
How well do you know Ickle Puppy Tara?
NB No harm came to any puppy in the making of this post although PPRH had to be rushed off to hospital for a tetanus shot and 17 stitches after she tried to take Devil chicken away from Ickle Puppy Tara.
copyright 2009; Y.E.W. Heuzen
ADDENDUM: judging by the first 3 comments people seem to take this post seriously. It's not, it's all in jest. I know, I know, I have a warped sense of humor that does need some getting used to. But this post is a fairytale with Tara cast as the Big Bad Wolf and yours truly as Little Red Riding Hood (even though when all is said and done it's probably the other way round). :-)
Tara is having obedience lessons right now, 2 more to go and we're done with this course then we'll move on to the next one. She is mostly a very sweet and gentle little puppy, but right now she is at that stage that most puppies go through, where they suddenly and completely have forgotten all the commands they knew very well up til then. Hence this post.
And no, Tara has not harmed me in anyway, she wouldn't know how.