Saturday, April 7, 2007
Were-Armadillo
I swear on the sacred name of blogger that one day I will write a story where some secondary characters are a funny were-Armadillo and his wife. There must be a scene where the wife puts a upturned laundry basket over the husband when he is in his were-armadillo form because she gets annoyed that him and another paranormal creature were out fighting crime or something. I just had this random thought after reading a review for the Big Kahuna.
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A were-armadillo! LOL! I love that. Especially the wife putting the laundry basket over him.
I happen to like armadillos for some strange reason. Sometime back a friend went to Texas and I asked him to bring me back a armadillo, jokingly, of course, and he went into some store and brought me back a sculpture of one. I sill have him. Army. That's his name.
Did you know that Armadillos can be house broken? FYI, in case you ever want to get Army a real armadillo for a friend. :D
That's awesome! My husband always had an idea for an old Jewish vampire living in a condo development in Florida. He plays a little pinochle, he drinks a little blood...
What's wrong with a were-armadillo? I wrote a story that has a were-horses and were-bunnies. *wg*
December: That would be a funny scene in a novel where the heroine and her vampire hero have to spend an hour with the dotty vampiric spouse of the old vampire. Having to deal with a scary little dog, listening to a tangled story which started off at the grocery store and ended at the pay of pigs invasion, and then the arguing of the old vampires when the old guy gets home. That might make even Christine Feehan's Carpathians re-think that whole mate for life deal.
Tempest: I think there should be. That would liven up any old werewolf tale. I think a were-bunny and a were-armadillo ought to get married and have furry-yet-armored children. :D
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