The Quirky Life of P

Humor and satire revolving around Mr P- a fictional mix of an avatar of Mr Bean and the veritable Bertram Wooster of Wodehouse fame.

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A stone that could melt your heart

By Hand What’s the best present you’ve ever received that was handmade by the giver, not store-bought? Tell us what made it so special.- Daily Prompt

 

P was looking after Dennis, his neighbours’ little boy, again that Friday as they went on some urgent errands.

Dennis: “Mr P, why don’t you have any pets?”

P: “I’d like to have a cat or dog as a pet Dennis, but you see, I’m only renting this house and the landlord had insisted on no pets.”

Dennis: “Not even some gold-fish?”

P:  “Goldfish may not be a problem to the landlord. I did try keeping goldfish, but they all died on me… You know I’m so quirky, I don’t want to have pets that will die on me. I hated pets dying on me when I was a kid”…

And P changed the subject with some talk about cartoons and football…

The next day, was a Saturday and P was hoping to devote it fully to some reading, TV watching and general lazing about. As soon as he finished his brunch, he was about to go back to bed with a book when he heard a small knock on his door. P went and opened it to see Dennis there, with a small cardboard box.

Dennis: “Mr P, I have brought you a pet…”

P: “Oh Dennis, you should not have… I can’t keep a mouse or a small animal… I may not be able to look after it well and it may soon die…

Dennis: “Don’t worry Mr P, this pet won’t die… You won’t even have to feed it or wash it”

P was curious. He took the box from Dennis and opened it…

A pair of painted eyes looked at him from the box…

Dennis: “It is a pet rock, Mr P. I made him for you.”

Pet rock

The little boy had taken a grey, flattened, oblong shaped rock and had painted a face on it and made it colourful with some spots of paint.  P was touched. He realised that even stones could melt his heart. His Adam’s apple wobbled as he tried to control his emotions.

Dennis: “Can we build a pet rock house for him today and then he can bring Mrs Pet Rock and their children too?”…

That was the end of P’s lazy Saturday…

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