It was Sunday morning.
Not that he kept track of the days of the week but it was one of these sunny mornings and Hypersensitivosaurus was baking oatmeal pancakes, treating himself for breakfast.
Something seemed to be off though today...
Whatever he tried, all pancakes were failures.
As if the Universe was either telling him that he shouldn't have pancakes for breakfast ( was he getting too fat? ) or was just making fun of him.
He should call them fun cakes
although, it wasn't that funny for him. He got increasingly more frustrated and was starting to get pretty hangry.
Lack of food was one of the few things that could really piss him off. And were he had been looking forward to an abundance of pancakes, he was now running out of batter, while a pile of craps ( failed crêpes ) was starting to fill his compost/ bird feed bucket.
To summarize his baking:
One pancake was stuck to his cave ceiling - too high to reach for and too dirty to eat.
Another was burnt.
A third crap was half dark, half under-cooked and mushy.
A fourth was laying in pieces on the cave floor ( R.I.P.).
A fifth landed on his head - after he had miscalculated the flip - and it scorched his face, making him even redder than usual.
This was the only one that he'd eaten so far, burning his lizard-like tong and his throat in the process.
Just when he was about to consider to throw all crappy crêpes out, Mild Mannered Wolf showed up.
I thought I smelled pancakes...
were the only words his hairy friend uttered.
Not even a "Good morning!"
And then, eyeing the pile of not-worthy-of-being-called-crêpes in the bird feed bucket, he continued:
May I?
Without waiting for a reply, he jumped on the pile of *****s and started wolfing them down at an astonishing speed.
They were finished before Hypersensitivosaurus could even come up with a reply.
It almost made the latter smile, if he wouldn't have been so hangry.
Soon after, Mild Mannered Wolf beat Hypersensitivosaurus in a game of chess, howling when victorious and beating his chest like a gorilla.
This was too much for his raptor friend to take.
Get out of my house, before I explode!
he roared
This scared Mild Mannered wolf, who forgot about his victory and left the cave with his tail between his legs - ashamed of his behavior.
It took Hypersensitivosaurus an hour of meditation to get back to his old self. When he had become SuperZENsitive, once again, he was reminded of his hunger and the messy kitchen that was waiting to be cleaned. Instead of meditating even more, he decided to clean up and do the dishes, using this as a meditative experience.
Tomorrow would be another day, another chance to be the best version of him that he could be.
This was another slice of life from the world of Hypersensitivosaurus. It's the third in a row starring the still pretty new 'Mild Mannered Wolf' character, who is based on my buddy @inuke. I'm slowly making my way towards a Hypersensitivosaurus / SuperZENsitivosaurus book / series of books, listening to my intuition and going with the flow as much as I can. Thank you for reading, voting and commenting. It's very much appreciated.
