Another stumbling effort at entertaining a tiny group of people.
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| Sleepytime Toothgrinder's Carnival of Errors Another stumbling effort at entertaining a tiny group of people. |
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22 February 2002 Little Alex was fine. Poor ugly bastard. Dr. Toothgrinder considered that perhaps it was just as well the thing, whatever he was – he’d never really taken “cockatrice” or “basilisk” to heart, even though those were Alex’s stage names – perhaps it was just as well that he was sterile as the inside of an autoclave. The pet, the yet-to-be-named five-legged native of Madagascar, climbed onto Sleepytime’s shoulder as he entered the Errors’ resting places, an assemblage of trailers, some converted into stables, others into kennels. He opened a cage of fat white mice and took out a few, throwing them to Alex and a few of the other animals. He spoke gently to the albino Mongolian horses, and freshened their hay. Then, a twitching of his black handlebar moustache (thank you, Grecian Formula) giving a hint of rare trepidation, he stepped to the door of the last trailer. He contemplatively handled the heavy padlocks that kept his prize Error locked away – the only human featured in the Carnival. posted by Bigtooth | 10:45 AM 18 February 2002 This is not to suggest that the good doctor was opposed to the therapeutic (or recreational) use of veterinary prescription drugs. The peacefully somnolent, heavily-drooling countenance of William Gillespie attested to that. Young William was breathing, wasn’t he? Yes, he was. Toothgrinder decided that Gillespie was safe enough from his travails (and from slipping into a coma), and left to check on some of the Carnival’s Errors. He’d have Susan look in on the lad later. She had a way with wounded animals, he’d discovered. It wasn’t that she had any talent for healing – when the doctor had encouraged Susan to have a go at nursing the unnatural offspring of an iguana and a rooster back to health, she’d led it nearly to death’s door before he intervened. No, it was simply that the wounded seemed attracted to her, despite the fact that she as often as not kept them ill or, as in the aforementioned case of little Alex, made them worse. He’d be interested to see if Gillespie was drawn to Susan in the same way that so many of the Errors were. posted by Bigtooth | 4:44 PM |
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