A tiger in my wash tub

Where I lived, when I was around 5 years old, the open back yard contained the stump of a tree. On that stump sat a large wash tub. It was my self appointed duty, after a heavy rain, to wade barefoot through the grass and empty my wash tub. I really enjoyed that - water spilling out in a torrent, so you might imagine my consternation when, one day, no water came out.

Instead, a Bengal tiger jumped out and chased me around the yard. I just barely made it into the kitchen door; the back of my shirt was in tatters. I barreled through the house to the front yard to warn my mother. She was clipping the hedges.

"Mom!" I cried, "You gotta come in the house! There's a tiger in the back yard!"

She didn't even look up when she answered, "Aw, you're crazy. Go play."

 

maybe the tiger just wanted you to rub its belly?

 

Strange - isn't it?

 

Perhaps your mind was not closed down enough to keep you from manifesting your own realities? You seem to have a fair few interesting stories.

 

I was on painkillers for an infection and I saw carrots coming out of a tigers ear standing in the middle of the living room, maybe it was the same tiger.

 

been reading too much calvin and hobbes?

 

Quick! - what was the name of those pain killers.

 

Give me a list of all the painkillers and I'll remember it when I see the name.