Foo was on a mission to see the three ancient missions in San Antonio. He went to Mission Espada first in hopes of finding a good Spanish sword of his very own.
However, as Foo approached the church at the mission, the bells started ringing and a bizarre black cloud-that smelled of strongly of acrid pine, flowed out of the church doors. As it enveloped Foo, he started to grow exponentially in size until he became bigger than all the buildings. But he couldn't have that... he wouldn't be able to fit in the car.
In his super gigantic form, Foo flew into a rage at the idea of his road trip being cut short. He stomped about the complex and finally managed to squash the evil church under his massive feet. Only then did the spell release and he was returned to his normal size. Because of that magical spell, he decided his mission was over and he didn't need to see the other two. Who knows what would have happened to him there?
The tales and adventures of a Foo Dog on a series of roadtrips and silliness all over the country.
About Me
- FooDog Hyla
- I travel the country looking for adventures and good times for my blog. E-mail me at foodog609@gmail.com or friend me at www.facebook.com/foodogblog/.
Showing posts with label mission espada. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mission espada. Show all posts
Saturday, June 30, 2012
It's Timmy Again...
Yup, once again, Timmy fell down the dang well... Luckily Foo Dog was there to convey the message and the falling-prone annoying little boy was once again saved. Foo gave him a swift kick to the butt for his clumsiness.
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Location:
San Antonio, TX, USA
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