Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Neither of the pictures are mine.

Thunder was a cute, rather devilish Dachshund owned by our district supervisor Matt. Matt was a very long time employee with a lovely sense of humor and was a delightful storyteller.

One day he held us spell bound with a tale about Thunder that I am not sure was true but he swore was.

Matt and Thunder lived in an apartment complex. Because Matt had bad lungs from years of smoking, he tended to let Thunder walk him self around the apartment complex for his morning toilet. Thunder would tour the lovely oak covered grounds, make his deposits and often would returned with a prize of a dead rat or mole to offer his master.

One Sunday morning, Thunder returned with a rather strange looking rat in his mouth. As he picked up the rodent to dispose of it, Matt noticed it only had a stub of a tail. Half sick, Matt realized that it was his neighbor's pet hamster.

He looked on his neighbor's patio and saw a hamster cage with the door open.

"Oh good grief Thunder, what have you done now?" he moaned.

Thunder did not have the best of reputations (those unattended toilet runs were partial cause) and Matt thought this surely would bring him up before the apartment board and he might be forced to move. The poor dead creature was covered in sand and slobber so Matt carefully shampooed the little rodent and blow dried him till he was respectable again.

Now would be a good time to describe Matt. This man was about 6'5", his insistence that he was 185 pounds was wishful exaggeration for he was one narrow man. He had hands that could palm a basketball with ease. His deep, slow southern drawl somehow fit his Ichabod frame. Envisioning this scrawny giant shampooing and blow drying a tiny hamster brought grins from all of us in the break room. He could have stopped there for a good story but there was more.

Making sure his neighbor was still at church, Matt sneaked over to her patio, slipped the fluffed up hamster back into the cage, shut the door and hurried home. He was hoping that the people would think the creature died of natural causes keeping Thunder off the Most Wanted list.

He was trying to think of how he could make it up to the people for Thunder's crime when he heard an awful scream. He looked out to see his neighbor standing over the cage in horror. Guilt was killing him as he approached the lady and asked what was wrong.

"Impossible." she repeated over and over a bit wild eyed. "Just impossible. Last night my hamster died and I buried him by the roses this morning, yet here he is, right back in his cage. Just impossible."

Thunder had evidently "unburied" the creature. Matt's cover up made confession impossible so some where today, that former neighbor continues to tell a story about a small hamster, that no one believes.

"May you have the hindsight to know where you've been, the foresight to know where you're going and the insight to know when you've gone too far."



  1. Well, true or not, it is a hilarious story!! Another good one from Patti!

  2. This will keep me giggling all day.

  3. That was a delightful story! And I agree with your poem at the end of the post.

  4. Hilarious! Actually it sounds like something I would do. :) blessings, marlene

  5. That is the funniest dag gum story I've ever read!!!

  6. What a priceless story! Happy St. Pat's Day to you too!

  7. Geez I hope Luckie never encounters a pet hamster as it will be mincemeat pie for sure on our new living room carpet.

    Not gone yet; fixing to leave to Mrn home for some traveling items.

  8. That's hilarious...So, very, very funny!!! What a predicament!!! And you have retold it in such a vividly delightful way!!! Love it! Janine XO

  9. Kinju, Olga, Reader Wil,Stitchinbythelake,
    turquoisemoon,oklhdan, robin--
    Thank you so much gang though Matt deserves all the credit. I just retold his story.

    Same story with Mighty. Those terriers you know. Have a safe and enjoyable trip.

    Sniffles and Smiles,
    Thanks so much, but like I said above, it was a cooler story the way he told it.

  10. That is one of the funniest stories I have ever heard. I'm glad he didn't go out and buy another to replace it, the poor woman would have had a heart attack.
    Happy St. Patty's Day.

  11. That really was a good story. I like to smile and be happy before hitting the sack.

  12. Oh how funny, Patti..... I laughed out loud at that story...... Too Cute!!!!! I would love to have seen the expression on that woman's face when her dead hamster appeared back in the cage!!!!!! Funny!

    Hope you have had a wonderful day.

  13. Totally unexpected :-)) Hahahahaha.. I love the quote too. Wish U a Happy St. Patricks Day !!

  14. Aint it the truth - knowing when you have gone to far.
    Matt is my kind if story teller - This was awesome!
    I feel a post coming on!

  15. Patty,
    Thanks, glad you enjoyed. He did think of replacing the hamster with a live one but fortunately for that womans mental health, it was Sunday and the pet stores were closed.

    Amber Star,
    Thank you. I hope it gave you good dreams of LIVE hamsters and not nightmares.

    Matt, Thunder and I thank you. The hamster has no comment. Pretty sure that lady hasn't recovered yet.

    I know, when he told it, we were all caught off guard. He loved to tell stories especially if they made fun of himself.

    You and Matt are very similar story tellers. Can't wait to see what that lurking post is about.

  16. Oh my goodness, I thought Matt had found the perfect solution, ha! so funny.

  17. Linda Starr,
    Sounded like a good idea to me also. Best laid plans--- and all that.

    Sure glad we found your funny bone.It was too good a story not to share.

  18. LOL, LOL....Well, I can see why you might have thought this story could have been "Made-Up", shall we say....It has a kind of joke punch line....!
    Thunder sounds like he was a darling doggie!