Cleaning up after Mongo’s Halloween was not as easy as Dad had first expected. Mongo likes baths so that wasn’t the problem. Actually, Mongo is not that crayzy about the bath part, but he likes getting toweled off after baths, so he tolerates the bath part.
However, it took two shampoos to get the black hair paint off of Mongo. Interestingly, the area where he accidentally got hair sprayed took extra scrubbing beyond the two shampoos to come clean. That hairspray was resilient stuff; certainly more than a match for Seattle’s wintry weather!
When Mongo was all cleaned up, the hair-paint left a ring around the tub that Dr. Seuss would have been proud of.
Mongo loved snow. Dad had not taken him to the snow lately. In fact Dad had not been around much lately. Dad had left Mongo at Mom-Mom’s for a week now. Mongo knew that Dad was very busy with something. He had been re-arranging the entire house. Nothing was sacred in Dad’s frenzy to put everything in the house into cardboard boxes. Mongo found it all very stressful to have the entire house disappearing into cardboard boxes. On the positive side, Mongo liked cardboard boxes and he ate parts of five different boxes Dad had brought home to put the household into. When Dad saw the boxes with corners eaten out of each one, his face sank.
“Buddy? Did you have eat part of each one? Couldn’t you just eat all of just one?” Dad slid out of the door dejectedly and came back with another bundle of new boxes. And that’s when he had bundled Mongo up and driven him to Mom-Mom’s house.
Still, Mongo knew that Dad would not leave him there forever. In fact, he was sure Dad would be back by Christmas. And when Dad came back to get him for Christmas, Mongo would be showing his best Christmas Spirit.