And To Think What I Might've Seen

When I was a young boy my mother used to read me a book, "And to think that I saw it on Mulberry Street". I remember how the book would tell of some rather bizarre things that happened on that sunny afternoon but nothing as out of the ordinary as what I saw today on the bridge that my Pennsylvania community opened.

There were dogs walking their owners and the humans were pulling on their leashes and panting just like the canines do when they are walked. I even saw one old lady being led around by a Persian cat. Some of the children had lollipops that had their faces painted on them and these suckers were sticking out of their shirt collars. There was even a marching band. Would you believe they were not playing their musical instruments while walking backwards.

I thought everything would be normal when I heard the sirens of the fire truck, after all, aren't firemen professionals? They go through hundreds of hours of training in firefighting, life saving and first aid, so why was Beverly the Bovine sitting in the driver's seat flashing the lights and honking the horn?

This is why, when I'm driving my Ford Explorer, from this moment on... I'm going to make sure I get plenty of sleep because after I rub my eyes all of these strange things better be gone.