Mood:  silly

Hello everyone!

Last Sunday, there was a potluck at Daddy's church. I snuck a ride in Daddy's car and then I went into the church's kitchen. The most wonderful smells arose! Here were meatballs and over there was some broth. I breathed in the delicious scents, then stopped. There was an alien smell among them. It smelled like there was something missing from the dish. 

I hurried over to the dish and looked into the crockpot. There were these things someone called "hot dogs". I couldn't believe these people ate dogs! I decided to change a few things. This was up to me. However, church was almost over. I had to hurry. I grabbed some spices. I smelled the first one: Garlic. I liked it, so I sprinkled some on the meat. Then I put some seasoned salt in too. I sniffed again and smiled. Today, everyone was going to taste "hot dogs" and love them!!! 

I climbed down off the table and hid under the stove. I watched as the women came in and got all of the food and placed it on the tables out in the dining area. I snickered, thinking of Daddy's face when he bit into a "hot dog". I wished I could see it. 

I decided I had to see it. Even if the chance of getting caught was very likely, I figured the look on Daddy's face would be priceless.

I scampered to beneath the fridge and felt the warm air blowing out from it. I counted to three and then ran across the floor to the closet next to the kitchen. I waited until the coast was clear and then I ran for Daddy's chair. Unfortunately, Daddy was all the way across the room. My chances of making it to my destination, unseen, were very slim. Sure enough, I nearly ran into a foot, as it appeared right in my path. A woman screeched above me, nearly shattering my eardrums. Suddenly, I realized something. This was the perfect chance to get back at Daddy for talking on the chat room after I was in bed. 

I climbed up a man's leg, as the woman beside him screamed and trembled in terror. I tried to smile my nicest smile and calm her down, but she seemed to think I was baring my fangs at her. I shrugged and hopped off onto a table. I grabbed a napkin and made a nun's habit out of it. I began singing "How do you solve a problem like Maria?". I looked for Daddy as I sang lustily. There he was, talking earnestly with a friend. He hadn't seen me yet. I quickly dropped the napkin and jumped off the table. I ran for Daddy's table. I was just in time. 

"Have you tried one of these hot dogs yet?" Daddy asked his friend. His friend replied that he hadn't.  I shook with laughter and quietly crept to a place in the dark where I could see Daddy's face. He took a bite of the "hot dog". Time slowed down. I could only hear my heartbeats. Daddy's face was funny to watch. First, it became a greenish color, then he turned really red. Lastly, he became very white and he grabbed his cup and gulped down water. Then he tried another bite. He seemed to like it, so he tried another. By the time he finished, he was wolfing down the "hot dogs" like they were candy. I watched him run over to the food table. I could see him frantically looking for more, but the last one had long since disappeared. I decided I was tired of laying low. Daddy's table was empty, so I climbed onto his chair.

I made some monkey footprints on the table with his BBQ sauce and smiled. I watched him come back and when he noticed my footprints, I knew it was time to leave.

I cleaned off my feet and climbed into his jacket pocket. I made it home without Daddy knowing for sure it was me.

Kids, don't try any of this without your parents' permission!

Bongo K. Monkey