I’m starting to think that I may need to start a go fund me page to get a webcam for Mr. Taleteller’s car. There are some things that are just too funny not to share, and laughing about them makes other things easier to live with. It’s true that this story would be funnier if there were video to go with it, but you’ll have to make due with my words. I will simply start this tale by promising you that everything I’m about to tell you is true, and I just cannot make this stuff up. Welcome to our life.
I have talked about how sometimes Mr. Taleteller will take Morgan in the car with him when he’s running a few errands that she can go along for. The other day, they found themselves on just such an outing. It had been a day of a few quick, mouse free errands, and my husband decided that he wanted a sweet tea from McDonald’s.
Ordinarily, this would be a simple task to accomplish. He would just pull up to the drive through window, place an order, pull around, pay and move on. When Morgan is involved, it’s usually a lit more complicated. As soon as she hears the disembodied voice on the speaker, she starts barking and keeps letting everyone know what she thinks until they pull away. Normally, he parks in the parking space farthest from the door and walks inside to order.
On this particular day, however, he saw a lot of people in the lobby. He was not in the mood to wait in line for a long time and so he decided to throw caution to the wind and just go through the drive through. Morgan was busy watching the people in the lobby and didn’t make a peep as he ordered. She even remained silent as he pulled up to the first window and paid. He praised her for being such a good girl. He was amazed by how well behaved she was being.
They pulled up to the second window and that’s when panic at the drive through set in. The girl reached out to hand my husband his drink and Morgan chose that moment to make her presence known. She barked so loudly that the girl jumped and squeezed the styrofoam cup like something from a comedy movie. Tea exploded out of the top and sides of the cup as she squeezed the cup. She apologized profusely and my husband just barely managed to hold in his laughter. He explained that she was in a crate and just likes to let everyone know she’s back there.
The girl left to get another cup of tea, and a different person came back to deliver it. I’m not sure if she was too scared to come back or if she had to go change her pants. I do know that Mr. Taleteller just barely made it away from the window before he started laughing like a loon. Yes, Morgan’s outbursts are embarrassing and we wish she didn’t behave like that, but sometimes, all you can do is laugh.