Thursday, April 2, 2009

Bella, Destruction and further adventures

So, before I start the next installment of the stories that apparently, only I like, I have to relate an event from last night. Kevin and I were in the study looking at something on the computer. Bella and Banks were playing around on the rug. Without any warning, Bella shot across the room and knocked into one of the bookcases (these things are floor to ceiling, eight feet high...big). The damn thing just exploded. A couple of hundred books slowly tipped out onto the floor. It was a strange, surreal slow motion kind of experience. There was some damage to a few of the books but it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. The bookcase is a loss.

However, it does get a bit stranger. Kevin has a gold pocket watch that is kept in a glass bell jar. And I have a wrist watch from my grandfather that are (were) on that shelf. The glass jar apparently hit the thick, wool rug and then rolled onto the wood...didn't break; and the watch was fine. But, the band on my wrist watch broke into several pieces...who knew?? So, I'll have to take it to the jeweler and have it fixed.

I'm sure Bella must have sustained brain damage.

Anyway, back to the princes. It came to pass that the younger prince fell in love with a beautiful girl. He would, on occasion, take her into his room but this angered his mother so that she pounded her fists on the door and demanded that he come out with his love lest he be arrested for statutory rape. Eventually, he married the girl and they moved to a sunny and warm clime far to the south and west.

The intervening events are really rather inane so I'll skip those.

After much anticipation, a babe was born to the couple. (By this time the prince was no longer a prince.) The baby boy was adored by his grandparents. To paraphrase Francoise Sagan, "They have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness but which to them, is the only sensible way to love." The boy was most assuredly a prince...and it appeared likely that he might even remain a prince for the entirety of his life. There was nothing at all that was too extravagant or too precious nor too costly for the youngest prince.