Cowboy Declares Emotional Support Cactus, Flies for Free to Vegas
“This here’s Carl, my needled friend,”
He told TSA with a grin to send.
The cactus wore a tiny hat,
And rode the tray like a green aristocrat.
“He listens close and don’t complain,
Plus never judges my poker pain.”
Flight crew sighed but let it pass,
Even gave it sparkling sass.
In Vegas Carl was crowned by night,
As “Most Stoic Bar Companion” right.
They gambled big and lost their boots,
But Carl just hummed in thorny suits.
Now back at home, he’s potted gold,
And hugs for stress–if you’re that bold.
Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)
Last Updated on December 26, 2022 by Alan Nafzger