Praise God that the dog did not eat it!
I new when I saw the word "Eye Popper" that it was probably about your eye.
Blessings,
Pat Ferguson
At 08:33 PM 3/21/2010, you wrote:
>Eye Popper
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>By Phil Scovell
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>The term, "Eye Popper," or sometimes used when saying, "It was an
>eye popping experience," has a simple
>meaning. It means (to surprise, emotionally shock, sudden
>revelation), as in, (a bolt out of the blue). There is
>another word, not often used, but describes "eye popper" quite
>adequately, and that is "serendipity," It means finding
>something of great value, an utter surprise in an unexpected and
>unanticipated place). Such is the nature of a recent
>experience of mine.
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>I was walking into the kitchen of our home. We have a tall aluminum
>baby gate at one entrance to the
>kitchen the blocks small grandchildren, and pets, from entering the
>kitchen without permission. Although, at this
>writing, all present grandchildren can let themselves in and out but
>I digress.
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>So I was walking through the gate and I had a tissue in my hands and
>dabbing at the corner of one of my
>artificial eye. Somehow, the tissue stuck briefly to the artificial
>eye and when I pulled the tissue back, my eye
>popped out and began bouncing around on the hardwood floor of the
>kitchen like a ping pong ball. I quickly kicked
>the gate shut so no dogs could get into the kitchen and eat my 4,000
>dollar eye. In spite of my age, and aching back
>and leg muscles, I hit the floor because I heard one dog had already
>made it into the kitchen. I reached forward to
>grab him, yelling all the way for him to get back but he had already
>found what had popped out of my head. "Oh,
>no," I said frantically, but when the new basset hound puppy saw me
>scrambling on hands and knees toward him, he
>dropped what he was checking out to see if it were something tossed
>to him to eat. I got it! Man! Did I breathe a
>sigh of relief over that one but I nearly had a heart attack first.
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>What am I going to tell the doctor and insurance company? "My dog
>ate my eye?" Sure! And a chicken
>has lips, too, as my mother-in-law used to always say.
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