Today I am going to entertain you with a little story about Sir Rufus and his unicorn dream. It has a bit of a surprise ending which makes it all the more fun!
Sir Rufus was very tiredlast Sunday after having enjoyed a lovely lunch. In fact he had eaten both his own portion and half of mine so his belly was really full. So Rufus decided to lie down on the couch, cuddling up to his favourite cushion, the one with the large white unicorn.
Suddenly Rufus heard a melodious voice whisper in his ear: ” Hello, precious one, how about letting me have the crown for a while now. You took it but I can’t see that you are ever wearing it. And it would look much better on me…”
Sir Rufus began to wonder if he was going slightly mad because cushions don’t usually speak , now do they? But the unicorns lips were moving and he began stretching his long legs and shaking his mane in an alarming manner , so Sir Rufus- who wasn’t the bravest of old sports , decided to recite a poem he knew in order to buy some time:
The lion and the unicorn were fighting for the crown
The lion beat the unicorn all around the town.
Some gave them white bread, and some gave them brown;
Some gave them plum cake and drummed them out of town.
The unicorn began to swish his tail and look even more irritated so Sir Rufus quickly said: “I am NOT the lion that took the crown away from you. He was much bigger than me. Have you ever seen me wearing a crown, Sir Unicorn?”
The unicorn had to admit that he thought it strange that Sir Rufus never wore the crown after having fought so hard to get it. Sir Rufus licked one of his front paws slowly and then he said in an innocent voice “I have never worn a crown but I have heard it said that crowns are so very uncomfortable to have on one’s head . I guess the poor lion suffers from a headache every time he wears it.You, Sir Unicorn, look so very regal in yourself that you do not need a crown.”
The unicorn began to feel flattered and looked admiringly at Sir Rufus. What a smart little lion he was! But he was badly in need of some styling advice , thought the unicorn. He decided to start by giving him a little bath in order to make his lovely red coat glisten. Sir Rufus enjoyed this at first but after a few minutes felt that the unicorn had quite a large and very wet tongue so he carefully raised his front paw to tell him to take a pause- in the politest possible way, of course. But when he opened his eyes he found that the unicorn had turned into A TIGER!
And exactly who the tiger is I will tell you in my next post!