I landed on my feet. You know what incredible balance I have and how much of a super athlete I am!
My feet were already on the ground when the bucking occurred. I was just getting settled into the comfy seat of a shiny black booth. The bucking show occurred in a restaurant I frequently graze at. The seat was ajar! Being a good hand with booths, I settled the seat. The padded seat is a separate part of the booth. It fits into the booth structure. It took a little bit of wrestling to get “Boothie” fitted correctly, but you know how “testy” critters can get when they are out of balance with a bad fit.
We ordered our food, waited on the food, read the local newspaper, ate our food, drank the coffee. All the while, the seat was quiet and soft.
Time to leave. I looked for purse on the seat. It wasn’t there, I got up and looked under the booth. It wasn’t there. I concluded that I had left purse in the car. Emma was guarding it. I got a card from Terry and paid the bill.
We went to the car. I looked for purse. I asked Emma if she had eaten purse, but she just licked my hand with that soft expression the German Shepherd dogs have. I had left the car running as it was too hot for Emma to endure staying in the car, even with windows down. This is a smart car. When I put this thing in reverse or drive, surely it will shut off as my keys are in the missing purse. Hmmm, the car drove all the way home. Surely my car was smart enough to turn off if the key wasn’t in the car. I thought my car couldn’t be stolen unless the key was inside.
Good grief. Perhaps I left pursey at home, close enough to the car so that it was able to start. There was no pursey at home. Now I am worried.
Aha! The lightbulb went on. When arriving at restaurant, I always throw my purse in the seat before I sit down. I bet my purse was bucked off and hiding between the booth and the wall.
Oh, heck and there was my spare set of keys in the thing between the seats. Oh! That’s why the car was able to drive. My car could have been stolen along with Emma. Scream!
I returned to the restaurant to find missing purse. I found two elderly women in the booth. I explained what had happened and checked the space between the booth and the wall. There was no space between the booth and the wall. The elderly women didn’t seem to clearly understand about little pursey. Our hero waitress came over and asked the elderly women for permission to crawl under the table. There was a pregnant pause of no understanding. The hero waitress crawled under the table. There was no purse.
Suddenly the light went on and waitress exclaimed, “I bet it fell Into the space underneath the seat! We certainly were not going to ask the elderly woman on my bucking seat to move. I drove away.
I slowly drove over to visit with Fancy. She got her special supplement and then grazed on yummy clover. The outdoor temperature was nearing 90 degrees. That is too hot to ride in my book.I drove back to town.
I decided to go to the grocery store. My supplies are getting low. I was almost to the store when I realized, no money..no card. Drat! Turned around. On the way home, I decided to get money from an ATM. OH DRAT! Where is little red purse when I need her?
Finally the day turned into mid afternoon. No one would be in the restaurant now. I pulled up and bounded into restaurant. I tried to pry the seat off. It hates me and resisted. Hero waitress came to my rescue. Seat was pried off and there was cute little red pursey! It said, “Where the heck have you been? Why did you leave me? Take me home!”
I obeyed!
