Or, actually, We Saw a See Saw. On one of our nightly rambles (nightly because foxes are slighly nocturnal and bats are entirely nocturnal) the Fruit Bat and I found a old teeter totter/ seesaw next to an equally old set of swings. Of course, we immediately leapt upon the see saw.
Think back, when you were little, was that not one of THE most awesome playground toys? It ranked right up there with the merry-go-round and the tire swing didn't it?
You never see them anymore- too dangerous, just like you never see merry-go-rounds. (I'm talking about the metal disc with hand rails that you started spinning by running with it, and then jumping on and whirling around until you were sick.)
In my opinion- if a kid is gonna get hurt, then they're gonna get hurt. It doesn't much matter what they play on. We will find a way to hurt ourselves on it. For example- jumping off swings. Or climbing on top of the monkey bars rather than underthem. A child will find a way to misuse/ hurt themselves on playground equipment.
But that's not what this is about. Since foxes are heavier than bats, I was the one having to continually propel us up into the air- which was fun. And I was also the one best able to leave the Poor Fruit Bat suspended while I just chilled on the low end- which was funny. It was nostalgic, and we were both laughing over the sound of the shrieking metal as the see saw moved. Then Fruit Bat decided to get clever. She noticed that every now and again, she'd pop up out of her seat. She decided that even though she weighed less than I did, it would somehow be a good idea to try and pop me out of my seat.
Oh Fruit Bat, Fruit Bat, Fruit Bat...
I went down, Fruit Bat lurched forward, hands coming free of her handlebar, an expression of amused surprise on her face, her mouth open in an 'O' Then slip, slither, slide, she was on the ground, landing funny on her ankle in the process. Silly Fruit Bat.
I rather like our nightly rambles- they are excellent de-stressors. In this area, we've even expeirenced some of the Fruit Bat's legendary animal magnetism. We met two dogs, a little black Chihauha (which I don't actually classify as a dog,) and a young lab-mix. They were lost, and after playing phone tag for awhile, we got ahold of someone to come and take them. The little black Chihauha wouldn't let us touch him- skittish as all-get-out, though the lab thought it was great fun to be petted and adored while waiting for his owner.
We also met a cat- sweet little thing who, unlike other cats I've met, came right up to us to be petted. She likes us!
The picture is sort of an inside joke for Labyrinth fans.
