Pennywise (The Fur Babies – Part 3).

It has been raining for nearly 3 weeks straight. I haven’t been able to go boating, haven’t been able to play tennis, and my poor plants are drowning. I’m beginning to think that I’m in the Northwest instead of the Southeast.

Anyway. . .

I wake up to the rolling sound of thunder around 5:45 this morning. Sleepily, I turn on the news to check out the weather. Sho’ ‘nough, severe thunderstorms all. day. long.

I decide that it’s best to suck it up, buttercup, and feed & walk the dogs now, before the rain really sets in. We all know that Max (a/k/a Dumb (from Dumb & Dumber) a/k/a POS1) is a prissy dog. His majesty will not, repeat, WILL NOT, get his paws dirty and walk in the rain. NOPE. He didn’t get the memo that dogs like dirt and like doing dog things like eating and rolling in shit. Max thinks he’s a cat and has embraced this lifestyle well. Demanding, aloof, you know, your basic a-hole.

So I’m up. I’m walking the dogs and it’s darker than normal. They’re not used to walking at zero-dark-thirty. The dogs are doing their usual sniff, sniff, pee. Sniff, sniff, pee. Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff, walk away. Sniff, pee. Oh for Pete’s sake, boys. Just pee already.

My dogs are getting pretty old and their eyesight and hearing seem to be going. Things just sort of sneak up on them like never before. It’s funny and sad, all at once. On our walk, the sewer drain scares the BA-JEEBUS out of Bert (a/k/a Dumber a/k/a POS2). He is back and forth, ready to defend me, ready to run away, ready to see what new friend might live down there, ready to jump out of his fur in fear of sewer monsters. It is in this moment that I’m paralyzed with fear.

Oh. My. Ga! Is Pennywise down there? Is IT causing this trepidation in my dog? HOLY CRAP, IT’S PENNYWISE!!!

RUN AWAY!!!

RRRUUUUUNNNN AAAAAAAWWWWWWAAAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!

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MOVE IT ALONG BOYS!! I’ll totally sacrifice you for my own safety. That’s why people have dogs anyway, right? I read that book and saw that movie and there AIN’T NO WAY I’m sticking around to check out that sewer. Any clown that wants to hang out in a sewer is CREEPY. I paid attention to all those horror movies. I NEVER go into a creepy room. I NEVER go outside when creepy music is playing. AND FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!! I NEVER check out what might be hanging out in the sewer.

Boys, I’m not sticking around. You better not either. I love you and all, but not that much.

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I always thought it odd: my parents never let me watch rated R movies, but I could watch scary ones, despite the rating. I could also read any book I wanted. They were thrilled I was reading so it never mattered what I was reading. You bet I read all of Stephen King. I watched “Hell Raiser” and visited “Nightmare on Elm Street” on many occasion. I played in “Children of the Corn” fields. I never babysat “Rosemary’s Baby”, but it sure felt like it at times. Anyhoo, I just can’t walk past a sewer and NOT be creeped out these days.

Thanks Mom and Dad.

What was the scariest book/movie you remember reading/watching as a kid?

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4 thoughts on “Pennywise (The Fur Babies – Part 3).

  1. OMG! I wouldn’t go near that sewer either! We have one across the street and I’ve seen raccoons come out of there. The other night I let the boys out and I looked in our neighbors’ yard and there was a possum! I almost crapped my pants.

    And seriously with the “It” clown? Sweet Jesus!

  2. We might be kinda kin.

    Pennywise always creeped me out.

    Haven’t read all of Stephen King, but some. However, the Dark Half was one of my favorites of his. And Rose Madder. I can’t remember exactly what they were about because it was years ago, but I do remember NOT being able to put them down and it was dark in my room but I had to get to the end of the chapter and I was starting to hear things.

    I’m a nerd.

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