the one and only mr and mrs loops

one time i had a dream that i knew a wolf who liked to parade around in a chicken suit and cluck. he told us that his name was mr. loops and that he was a respectable figure in the town.

loops prided himself on the fitness of his chicken suit and the fine quality of the feathers. he wanted to be spoken to in a deferential tone. he wasn't like other canines, he claimed. he had his wolves den decorated with chicken wire and corn. he often worried about the price of eggs. he'd talk about eggs very loudly around the town with the hopes that people would over hear him and assume he was a very high class wolf.

loops got very angry if you didn't call him "mister." loops said it was very disrespectful if you didn't call him by that form of address. proper manners were very important to him.

loops also demanded that his wife be referred to as "mrs. loops" to underline how important she was. everyone must make a recognition of that loops said. bubbles took him aside and told him, confidentially, that it's hard to respect someone in a chicken suit.

loops didn't like that.

he started to cluck more than usual and shake. he said that mrs. loops would be very unhappy when she heard that.

bubbles said she could go lay an egg.