Going for a walk just after New Year was a very strange event.
As hubby and I were walking cars were driving by hooting and waving, smiles on their faces. Hubby kept asking me if I knew the people. Can’t say I did. Anyways, after a while it became a bit of a puzzle and had me wondering whether I had grown horns or a tail.
As we strolled back home the path narrowed so we were walking single file – hubby behind me.
I heard him exclaim and then start laughing so uncontrollably that tears were pouring down his face. He couldn’t talk but kept pointing at my backside.
It sorta gave me a bit of a complex and I kept patting my bum to figure out what the problem was…and then I felt it.
Haha…as I love tigers so much and always talk about my inner tiger, hubby had bought me a tiger catsuit, with ears, bowtie and tail as a humorous Christmas pressie.
I’d tied to the tail to the belt of my jeans for a laugh and then forgot about it. When I put my jeans on to go for the walk I remember thinking that I should take the tail off…but I forgot, didn’t I?
Seems my inner tiger is now externalised.
The tail is hanging over the bedroom door handle. Makes us smile every time we see it.
I live to entertain the world…