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I suspect the handcuffs may originally be left over from a member-retention experiment.
Don't worry, as Arnie says, "Owl be back .." :)
I get it!
Biting the head off of a mouse, etc.
So that is why I have been a member for 13 years, in spite of all my complaints about Daz+ items and promotions over the years. My wrists are a little sore, now that you bring that up.
Did anyone notice that joyous smile on Jacks face as he beheaded the horse? And the handcuffs? And subconsciously he is fixated on the word rope. Precious told me. "Me thinks Jack has the makings of a serial killer."
Yep! you never know where Jack may be lurking. And I am not talking about Jack the Ripper . . . or am I . . .
At second glance, Jack's probably just innocently carpentering to help a friend, smiling absently about barbult's latest renders. And the "handcuffs" are just a pair of strange-looking safety glasses.
(or just not the direction anyone would want this story to go)
We don't have any serial killers here, just a pair of hapless pals, getting into trouble without much effort whatsoever. It's just getting out of said trouble that requires all their energy. But in the end, they always survive to have another adventure on another day. Their (mostly) innocent entourage gets sucked into these adventures in various ways.
The poor horse may not entirely agree. Just hope it doesn't have lawyers.
I said no serial killers! Oh, you said lawyers Same thing, None of them here. Jack is safe from litigation in this instance. I think the struggles he went through to fix your horse are punishment enough for any perceived slight to any being, living or not living. He did sort of wish he could try out the jackhammer, though. After all, it has his name on it.
Nightmares!
Jack fell into a deep sleep, until he began tossing and turning with nightmares about Richard's horse. In his dream, he woke covered in glue. Aaaahhh!!! He threw back the covers to find that pesky glue covered horse head at his feet. Thank goodness it was only a dream.
Richard put on his new kitten head pajamas to please Lola. Sure enough, as he had predicted, they caused him nightmares!. In his dream, Lola was shocked to find the house full of little ginger kittens, and she asked Richard for an explanation of where they came from. Thank goodness it was only a dream.
Oh dear, poor Richard.
Poor Jack, too, of course.
Of course. Considerate of you to include him in your afterthoughts.
Luckily, it was just a nightmare.
The Horse is Done
Jack: (waking relieved to see no glue and no horse head.) Yikes it's late. The rest of the family is already up. I'd better shower and get out to the garage to paint that horse. I set it up on the drop cloth, ready to go, last night. Richard will be over for afternoon tea in a few hours. He'll want to get the horse then.
Jack drags himself to the garage...
Milly: Look, Papa! I finished the horse for you. This horse loves me. I want to keep him forever. He's mine!
Jack: Uh Oh... We'll have to talk to Richard about that.
I looked at the render of Milly and the horse, and I thought, "She kind of looks like me, when I was young.".
No, my father's name was Ralph, and he had no middle name. None of his siblings were Jack either. Resemblance is all a coincidence, like the way Miss Kitty's kittens look just like Richard Haseltine. Richard is thinking that if people don't stop accusing him of fathering those kittens, he may have to go on one of those paternity test TV shows to prove his innocence:
I love the painting on the horse... the eyes... perfect!
And when do we expected Milly to also turn into a parrot Hyacinth Macaw?
@barbult you were and are a kid after my own heart. I used to dumpster dive in the insurance agency's dumpster for their discarded typing paper for clean paper to draw on. Free materials. When one's allowance is only $.25 a week, you have to be creative. I still donate art supplies for Christmas collections for kids every year.
That horse is definitely a "paint" now - ideal fro riding out west. Now, having had a scare from the kittens perhapsssss I might be more accomodating about the demands of a single human child re horse-ownership.
Richard, it is all about 'time-share'. I have that regarding my pillows and Simon's usage vs my sleeping time.
That would be very generous of you, but then you're that kind of cat.
I did consider thanking Jack by bringing Milly a stetson when I come over for tea...
Tea and Negotiation
Richard showed up at Jack's house for Wednesday afternoon tea, as usual. This time, he was prepared to take his mended horse back home. (Note: Since Jack's wife has once again banned Richard from entering the house, Richard and Jack always have their tea outside on the patio or out back on the picnic table.)
Jack: Richard, I've got a problem.
Richard: So do I.
Jack: OK, you go first.
Richard: Did you tell anyone about what I told you happened in Dodge City?
Jack: Not yet, but it's a great story worth sharing.
Richard: Well Lola bought me some new pajamas with little orange kitten faces on them. She said the kittens looked just like me. That sounded mighty familiar. If you haven't told her about the posse and the kittens, just keep it a secret. I don't want to give her any reason to doubt my honorable character. So, what problem is bothering you?
Jack: I got your horse all cleaned up and put back together, but then Milly latched on to it, scribbled all over it with her crayons, and calls it her own. She wants to keep it forever, because your horse loves her! Let's make a deal. I'll keep your secrets about Dodge City, if you'll let Milly keep your horse.
Richard: Well, I guess that is a fair trade. I think my cowboy days are behind me. I'm an excellent equestrian. I have nothing left to prove in that regard. So, I guess it's time for Milly to learn to ride.
Jack: Thank you, Richard, you're very generous.
Richard: I'm an excellent philanthropist.
Oh, I didn't see your message in time before I posted. Maybe you were preoccupied and forgot the hat. Anyway, it is all turning out well for everyone.
Ooooh, Jack was sneaky (except, of course, I just wanted an excuse to let Milly have the horse. Obviously.)
I would consider giving her a toy six-shooter to reward Jack, but it is possibly going to be a while before I feel entirely happy around guns that go bang (or pop).
You could give her your dart gun - the one you shot your horse with when you were showing Lola what an excellent marksman you were. After all, Milly has the horse now. She might has well have the gun too. (Poor horse!)
Ah, yes - that should delight her (and Jack).
On second thought, Jack's wife would probably ban you from all their lives and property forever. Gosh, she has no sense of adventure.