Catch a Leprechaun: Our St. Patrick’s Day Adventure

First we want to give our Thanks to  Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Mondays! Second, HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY!!

Xena: Our Mommy was raised right across the street from her grandma, May Elizabeth Hanley. My Great Grandma was born in Kilbarry, County Rosscommon, Ireland in September 1888. That was 87 years ago times a bunch! That means our Mommy is half Irish!
We’ve been busy building a leprechaun trap. If we catch one he has to grant us three wishes. Or he can tell us where his pot of gold is located so that we’ll let him go free.

Chia: OK, that’s the last shamrock. I think we’re ready.
Xena: I smell one of them. They were here.
Lucy: I see some leprechauns in the tree line. We’d better go hide.

Chia: Oh no! Look what’s happening!! How’s that scandal getting our “fake” gold?

Lucy: It’s that pipe he’s playing. It’s making the rainbow pull everything in our trap into his pot o’ gold!

Xena: *shake* Is he gonna come after us when he realizes it’s just chocolate covered in gold foil?
Lucy: Nah. I heard that leprechauns love chocolate almost as much as they love gold. This is a not-very-well-know fact.
Chia: Race y’all home to see who can find the rest of the stash of “gold!”

Feelin’ Irish with Ludwig

I’ve been so worried about Ludwig! Every time I hear someone outside I run and look to see if he has come home. Turns out there is no Missing Ludwig Po Po, so we were on our own looking for him. Last night I heard someone on the front porch, and guess who it was! Xena: Ludwig! Is it really you? Where have you been?

Ludwig: Yes, lovely one, it is I. Let me in and I will tell you about my adventures.

Ludwig had a big bag on the porch, and he asked me to help him bring it in the house.

Ludwig: First, let me tell you that I felt assured that no harm would come to our hibernating bears. Are they still sleeping?

Xena: Yes, yes, they are, but the weather is warming up and they should be coming out of the closet, er their cave soon. We heard someone rumbling around in the kitchen the other night after we had gone to bed and we think it was them.

Ludwig: Very good, then all is well. I brought special libations for  us to enjoy. After all, this is the eve of the day of the great Saint Patrick. He is fabled to have driven all the snakes out of Ireland, and there are none there to this day.

So, beautiful Xena, come imbibe a bit o’ Irish luck with me.

Xena: Ludwig, I don’t know if I should do this…

A short while later… Xena: Everything is kinda’ tilting and I may be turning green.

Ludwig: There is only one cure for that!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day from *hic* Xena and Ludwig (and Lucy, too).