A Dangerous Guy

He was chasing a cousin, or maybe he was being chased by a cousin, I’m really not sure.  Anyway, he fell down on the ground, skidded right through the dirt, and that made him mad.  He was so mad that his eyes were filled with steamy tears, which prevented him from seeing the apple tree in his grandmother’s front yard.  He had a nasty run in with a prickly branch, which left an “X” shaped scratch right by his eye and turned that steamy anger into howling anger.  Things were fixed with a couple of leopard print band-aids (leave it to a grandma!), an extra set of hugs, and the verbal assurance that he now looked downright dangerous.