George came today. Looking a bit unkempt, dishevelled, scruffy. George came today and boy did he lash out. He only comes once a year and without fail he always lashes out. Last year he urinated and defecated in front of everyone.
This year was a definite improvement but he wasn't happy. Today was still spectacular, biting, kicking, and shoving violently. No respect, no consideration – just stubborn. Nothing could appease him. In fact this year it took two rather large gentlemen to calm him and whisper words of comfort.
For 364 days of the year he is left alone. Then one day in the year he is forced to perform and he doesn’t like it. Who’d be the Palm Sunday Ass!!?
Today has been good!