Etwas the Elf

Etwas the Elf
Our heroine, photo by Maia Ycot

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Etwas and Attila the Hound

As related in a puppet show:

Once upon a time, Etwas the Elf was running through the forests of grass, under the canopies of clover and around the stems of tall flowers when she came upon Attila the Hound sniffing around.

"Howdy, Attila" the elf shouted.

"Hiyya, Etwas!"

"Whatcha doin'?"

"Just smelling.  The scents of the earth tell me something different every day."

"How's that?"

"Well, yesterday I smelled five ewes, five lambs, a ram, a dog and an American.  That told me a shepherd had come through tending his flock."

"And today?"

"Just now I smelled five ewes, five lambs, a ram, a dog and an American.  That tells me that the dog and the shepherd fell asleep, the sheep ran away and the dog and the shepherd are trying to catch them."

"But if the same smells can tell you different things every day, they are meaningless."

Attila took a deep draught of odored air and sighed, "they are poetry!"

And ever since then, whenever Etwas makes rhymes, she makes sure they stink.


  1. Not to be nosy or anything, but speaking of poetry, where is Mumquat?

  2. Reading the right story from the same line every day is a question of good nose.

  3. That's just right, Ariel.

    Karen, probably walking Attila.

  4. Not to provoke Gabi but guess what...