A little story

This is Trey:

The plastic mini horse.

He was quite the hit in my college days.

He hails from Charlotte where he was rescued, by my friend Melissa, from an abandoned apartment.

We share custody of him.

When she visits she brings him.

When I visit her I take him.

In college Melissa was in town and we told everyone there was a mini horse in the backyard.

We convinced people Trey was real.

We told people he liked peppermints and butter.

They let us put butter on their hands

and they carried a peppermint with them out back.

We told them he was shy.

And that you had to click and call his name.

Of course he never came.

So usually these people would start searching the backyard.

And when they found him hidden in the bushes they would exclaim something along the likes of:

"OH MY! he is real!"

then they realized he was just plastic.

We thought this was so fun.

Now he sits in the corner of my living room.

Potter is quite frightened of him.

And he wont go near him under normal circumstances.

But sometimes I catch him inching close to Trey.

But he will never look at him.

I think it's funny.

Well that is your bit of random for this Monday.

Peace,