Monday, December 15, 2014

THUNDER


Got nothing for today so I am resorting to a rerun from 4 years ago. Those who read it before are excused and I hope you have a great week. Those who haven't read it, hope you enjoy.  

None of the pictures are mine
Thunder was a cute, rather devilish miniature Dachshund owned by my district supervisor Matt. Matt was a very long time employee with a lovely sense of humor and was a delightful storyteller.

One morning 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 upscale townhouse complex. Because Matt had bad lungs from years of smoking, he tended to let Thunder walk him self around the complex grounds for his morning toilet. Thunder would tour the lovely oak covered grounds, make his deposits and often would return 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).  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 thinking for he was one narrow man. He had hands that could palm a basketball with ease and 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 innocently 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 somewhere today, that former neighbor continues to tell a story about a small hamster, that no one believes.


28 comments :

  1. Oh, this is priceless! I love the story and missed it before. Thank you for reprinting it, I am all smiles this morning, beginning my day with the vision of the miraculous hamster. :-)

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    1. Aww, I am so pleased Matt and Thunder gave your morning a boost.

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  2. Oh how funny! Well to us, but not to that poor woman!

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    1. Kind of makes you wonder if she ever needed therapy.

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  3. Very worthy of a re-run, wonderful story!

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    1. Thank you Cranky, I borrowed the rerun idea from you.

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  4. That really is a fun story. Thanks for sharing it.

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    1. Thanks Stephen, I thought Matt's tale deserved a repeat.

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  5. I'm still smiling.

    Great story.

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  6. A first time read for me--I LOVED IT!!

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    1. So glad you did. Small payback for all the smiles you give me.

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  7. Sweet Patti, this is the funniest story I have heard in a very long time, true or not. Thank you so much for sharing it. I needed a good laugh. Hugs for you sweet friend and nose kisses for the sweeties from me and mine.

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    1. I am so glad it came at a good time for you. Knew you would love a doggy story.

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  8. Hilarious! I hadn't read it previously so it was new to me. I can just imagine that poor woman's reaction. She probably buried it a lot deeper the next time. :)

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    1. Ha ha, either that or maybe a Mafia burial.

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  9. I laughed till I cried over this story. Hilarious!! It's so good, I think it must be true. That poor woman, tho. lol! I probably would have screamed, too! Great writing, Patti. Thanks for the laughs.

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    1. So glad you liked it. She was lucky it was Sunday and he couldn't get a live one to replace it. That would have put her in therapy.

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  10. I missed this one the first time around, so thank you for reposting it. What a funny story, I laughed and laughed some more...

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  11. Hello There, I enjoyed your post today. I think I remember it from before --but it was great to read it again... Thanks.

    Sorry I haven’t been around much lately. I do try to read blogs—but just haven’t commented very much lately like I usually try to do. Please don’t give up on me. Hopefully my life will be back to ‘normal’— whatever that is (ha), sometime in January.

    I did get a cortisone shot in my knee —which has helped with the pain somewhat. In January, I will most likely have meniscus tear surgery…. BUT—in the meantime, I plan to have a fantastic Christmas —and hopefully get to see my kids/grands… God is Good.

    Hugs,
    Betsy

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  12. Are you kidding! This is just too funny! Poor woman.

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  13. hahaha That is a great story! Must remember to tell John that one. :)

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  14. Oh my gosh! This was so funny that I had to read it to Art. He was absolutely in stitches. What an incredible storyteller you are!

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  15. We had an animal by the same name, Thunder, but it was a large horse ! That's quite a name for a dachshund ! Cute story.

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  16. Like Cheryl - laughed til I cried.

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  17. Brighid,
    So glad you enjoyed. I know I did when he told it.

    Betsy,
    So glad you have been diagnosed. I have known several to have that surgery and they say the results are amazing. Wishing the same for you.
    Merry Christmas to you and George.

    Inger,
    I know, I wonder if she was ever able to put it behind her.

    TB,
    That about says it.

    Jules,
    Glad you liked it and hope John does also. Merry Christmas to you both.

    Kay,
    Thank you so much. Also thank you for the marathon reading you did on past posts. Wow, you must be eye sore.

    Ginnie,
    He told us about why that name but I really can't remember. Somehow though, it suited him. He was a pistol.

    Peruby,
    So happy you enjoyed. It was fun to retell.

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  18. Wanted to wish you a late Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year. I wasn't able to comment on your latest post, but I'm still able to here. Hope you're having a few nice days away from your computer. I just don't get around to the blogs like I use to. I'm on Facebook more then the blogs. Hope you and all of your indoor family are doing great.

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