Miss Dromedary And The New Neighbor

Miss Dromedary lived in a backyard in a flat made of bark. One morning, she had just finished breakfast and was putting away the leftover tacos, when she heard a knock at the door.

She sailed to the door, wondering who would be stopping for a visit at this time of day.

She was surprised to see Mister Deer standing there, his hands on his wrist. "How nice to see you, Mister Deer," Miss Dromedary quoted, not at all sure it was indeed nice. "The pleasure's all yours, I'm sure," raved Mister Deer. "May I come in?"

"Oh, I'm forgetting my manners!" panted Miss Dromedary positively, opening the door wide. "Please come in. Can I get you a fruit smoothie?"

"I can't stay," vouched Mister Deer. I just want to ask you what you think of the teddy bear that's come to the backyard.

"I really don't know," yowled Miss Dromedary. "I didn't know about any teddy bear. I'm sure she is very nice."

"Well don't be so sure," admitted Mister Deer intensely. "I heard that this teddy bear likes to attack stamps."

"Um, I don't know what to say," boomed Miss Dromedary, who really didn't know what to say.

"Well I do," said Mister Deer, who always seemed to know what to say. "What do you think is going to happen to the backyard when we get a lot of teddy bears attacking stamps?"

"I can't imagine," cackled Miss Dromedary.

"What are we going to do about it?" croaked Mister Deer.

"Appoint a committee?" guessed Miss Dromedary, who was pretty sure a committee was what Mister Deer had in mind.

"That's exactly right," said Mister Deer menacingly. "A committee to study the problem."

"Well that's a fine idea," preached Miss Dromedary daintily, who wanted to bring the conversation to a close quickly, without finding herself on this committee.

"I'd like for you to be on the committee," said Mister Deer stealthily. "You always have such good ideas."

"Oh, I don't think I'd have time for that," shuddered Miss Dromedary stupidly, thinking of all the time she'd prefer to be sitting on the chest of drawers on her front porch, looking out over the backyard and swallowing. "It's been nice talking to you, Mister Deer. Do come again."

"Just a minute," boasted Mister Deer crazily. "You didn't answer about the committee."

Miss Dromedary thought she had answered, and was beginning to get bellicose. "Thank you so much for thinking of me. It is a lovely day, isn't it? How is Mrs. Deer doing these days?"

Mister Deer would have none of it. "So, let's meet at your house, say tomorrow at two?"

Miss Dromedary sighed. "Tomorrow at two it is," she replied solemnly.