December 18, 2006
There was this Christmas pageant at the church down the street from where I live. It was something a little different than most Christmas Pageants. This particular pageant took the guests on a “tour of Bethlehem.” It was actually really nice to experience something different than the usual. On the tour, we stopped and visited Mary at her home, Joseph at his carpenter’s shop, and eventually baby Jesus in a manger. We live in Chicago, so the manger was indoor and heated.
I digress, so on to my point. Outside the “manger” there were a few sheep and one donkey corralled in a small “petting zoo.” My mother-in-law decided that she wanted to pet the donkey just like the children before her were petting it. She’s stroking the nose of the donkey (much like one would pet a horse’s nose) and all of a sudden, “SLURP”! The donkey had sucked her finger in and bit her. Yes, my mother-in-law was bitten by a donkey.
The next day, she had gotten very sick (it’s flu season, mind you). She got tested at the doctor’s office where she works and they said that she had contracted two strains of the flu at the same time. She says that she just got sick.
We all think it was the Donkey Flu.