Kenneth had an allergy to pollen. He was especially plagued by pollen from lilies. Of course, Eunice, his wife, absolutely loved lilies. She would fill the vases with lilies every Easter, and poor Kenneth was left sneezing, wheezing, and weeping throughout the entire Paschal Season.
“It’s not Easter without lilies,” declared Eunice.
“It not Easter without hay fever,” said Kenneth.
Kenneth would get a pair of scissors and cut the pollen-laden stamens off. By the time he’d finished he was a blubbering, weeping mess. It was the same every year.
“You’ve ruined the lilies,” said Eunice. “Now I’ll have to get more.”
What a providential day it was when Eunice came home from the doctor’s and announced the discovery that she was allergic to cat fur.
“Thank goodness we don’t have a cat,” laughed Eunice.
Kenneth smiled.
I was flummoxed. Then I googled and found out how deeply Kenneth loved Eunice!
!!!! Kenneth and Eunice seem to be sneezing all over the internet,
Vengeance is mine, saith Kenneth.
That’s if he can spell it. I don’t mean spell “it”, I mean spell : vengance/ vencance/pride…
Clever as always. I followed Uma to Google. So Kenneth went straight off to the cat shop?
I believe he possibly gave a cat to his wife for Christmas!