Scooby Doo, Where Are You?

Tonight I was driving home and along the sidewalk I saw some children playing. Two girls and a creature who I assumed to be their younger sibling. I say “assume” because despite the fact that it is NOT Halloween and it was about 150,000 degrees outside today, the younger of the crew was dressed in a very thick, very furry, Scooby Doo costume. At first I thought it was some type of bear costume, but on closer inspection I realized that it was, in fact, Scooby Doo (or judging by the size, perhaps it was Scrappy Doo).

I guess they were just waiting for the Mystery Machine to swing by on its way to the creepy mansion on the hilltop where they would discover that the culprit was wearing a mask, and that it really was Mr. Johnson, the groundskeeper.

Sometimes I miss being able to pretend I’m someone else (for me, it was always Daisy Duke.)

Maybe tomorrow I’ll be Lois Lane. Now, if I could just figure out where Clark disappeared to . . . .

One thought on “Scooby Doo, Where Are You?

  1. Mark Short says:

    We’re getting a little OUT THERE aren’t we Miss FANTASY LAND? Better get back on your med’s to level out…. Ha…. I love SCRAPPY DOO…. Daisy Duke? That’s you all right….

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