Operation Desert Storm
” Wow, is that a sandstorm coming?” Pomi was on the roof checking the weather.
” No, that is not a sandstorm. It is just very windy and the wind carries a lot of dust today. You should not be out here, the wind might blow you away.”
” I am not afraid.”
” I know you are not my plucky Pomi but it is not healthy to breathe in all that dust, so run inside!”
” Oh really?” My health-conscious Pomi said looking startled and he ran back into my workroom. I went downstairs to prepare a salad for him. When I came back Pomi was standing on my desk holding a piece of fabric to his face covering mouth and nose.
” I need something to cover my mouth with.”
” There is no dust in here.”
” Maybe not in here but outside there is and you said it was not healthy to breathe in dust.”
” That’s right. I said that. But wait a minute. What is that fabric you’re holding in your hand?”
” You cut off as much as you needed? That was a curtain!!!”
” Oh really?” Pomi looked at the piece of fabric in his hand.
“I cut off very little. No one will notice.” He smiled.
” What do you need it for anyway.”
” I need to go outside.”
” Not now as long as there is all that dust blowing.”
” But I have to save that little snail. Over there, you see? Operation Desert Storm!” Pomi shouted and ran outside.
” Come back here young man. Now!!! Before the wind blows you away. I will save the snail for you.”
Which I did. Not that is needed saving but Pomi could have easily gotten blown off the roof.
” Happy now? ” I asked my little crochet darling showing him the lucky crawler.
” Yes, very happy. Was this not worth a hole in your curtain? ” Pomi grinned.
” I am not sure about the hole in the curtain but it sure was worth your smile.”