(UNRESOLVED: a dog -- a person on all fours, doing all kinds of doggy mannerisms -- enters upon stage and begins to sniff around — when the dog realizes he has been left all alone, suffering "separation anxiety" he decides to be “naughty” and relieve himself in the house)
MONGO:
(walks about, sniffing, panting, basically a happy dog, but suddenly realizes he is all alone — Mongo lets out a loud whine, and then lets loose a howl — he whimpers again, and then, finally, angry, growling a little bit, he decides to relieve himself in the house)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(entering, sees Mongo in the “terrible act”) MONGO!
MONGO:
(reacts comically — scrambles away from the area of his “sin,” but forgets to lower his leg)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
DON’T pretend that you weren’t being BAD. AND put that leg down, NOW!
MONGO:
(overreacts, looks back at his guilty leg, and overcompensates when he lowers it, and falls onto his back, his legs waving in the air)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(approaches Mongo and stands over him) You are a BAD dog! (shakes finger in his face) You are VERY BAD!
MONGO:
(rises, and cowering, trembles at her feet in sorrow, and humility — he’ll NEVER do it again! NEVER!)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(sighs loudly) Oh Mongo. What am I going to do with you? You know I love you don’t you? Well PLEASE. If you love me, PLEASE, listen to me, okay?
MONGO:
(reacts with simple, devoted doggy happiness — leaps up at her kind words, wagging his tail, panting, nuzzling his Mistress’ leg)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(smiles at his adoration, bends down and pets him) Okay Mongo. Good boy. Yeeesssssss! Good dog. I forgive you. We’ll just forget this little incident, okay? Now you be GOOD. I’ll be back, and remember, if you need to use the bathroom, GO OUTSIDE!
MONGO:
(barks excitedly as Mistress departs — the barking gradually subsides into pitiful whimpers, as Mongo looks about for new mischief — he finds it in a magazine on a chair — Mongo sniffs the magazine, he looks back over his shoulder to make certain he is all alone — and sniffs magazine again — suddenly, with a growl, seizes magazine in his mouth, shakes, rips & drops it on the ground and with a shaking snarling head he shreds the magazine to pieces)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(entering, catching Mongo in the act) MONGO!
MONGO:
(immediately cowers in sorrow, even snarls at the magazine as if it is ITS fault for tempting the poor dog into sin again)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
How far can I go with you Mongo? I’m gone for a second and AGAIN you disobey me! (she picks up the magazine pieces) See this? BAD DOG! I hadn’t even read the articles in here yet! Now you’ve gone and destroyed one of my possessions! Don’t you know it’s your job to PROTECT my things?
MONGO:
(cowers, and slowly creeps toward his Mistress, and finally lies down at her feet, trembling, with eyes clenched shut)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(sighs again, sits down in chair) Ah Mongo. You’ve been living on my estate for a while now, and I thought you loved me! (Mongo whines loudly — she reaches down and pets him) You’re a good dog, you know, and I love you very much. The day I got you out of the pound, they were going to put you to sleep that day, don’t you know that? (Mongo howls, trembling violently) I LOVE YOU, MONGO. But do you love me?
MONGO:
(lifts head and whines, sniffs her hand, and then tentatively licks the hand)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(sighs) Yes. I know, Mongo. I forgive you. But try to be a good boy, okay?
MONGO:
(very excited, barks and prances about her feet)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(she pets him) Okay, I forgive you. I’ll never mention this little incident again, okay? But show me you love me, okay Mongo? (she gets another magazine from beside the chair, Mongo sacks out at her feet, and the Mistress scans the index in the magazine for a moment, flips back to an article, but then checks her watch) Uh-oh, I have to go away for a little while, but I promise I’ll be back, okay? (she places the magazine on the chair and rises) Don’t worry. I WILL come back. And while I’m gone, be good, and take care of the house. I love you Mongo, bye-bye! (she departs)
MONGO:
(barks for a few moments, whines for a few moments, and then goes over to the original spot of “sin” — he sniffs the spot, tempted, VERY tempted, even goes so far as to START to lift his leg, but then he remembers his Mistress and he stops himself — he goes over to the second spot of “sin” and sniffs at the new magazine, tempted all over again — he sniffs it, looks over his shoulder, sees he is all alone, he growls a little bit, looks back at magazine, starts to walk away, resisting temptation, and then suddenly pounces upon the magazine, shredding this one worse than the first, snarling and growling and frenzied, he's really into it, completely absorbed, this is what his whole life has been aimed at, and he's finally arrived)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(entering, shocked to see him being so bad AGAIN) MOOOOONGOOOOOOO! (she marches immediately over to the cowering dog with her hand raised to smack him a mighty one, and points at the paper with her left hand, her right hand poised for the smacking) DID YOU DO THIS, YOU BAD DOG?
MONGO:
(with paper still held in mouth, vigorously shakes his head NO!)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(snatches the piece of paper out of his mouth and crumples it — she lowers her threatening hand, considers Mongo, marches about him with her arms folded, wondering how best to deal with him, and then sees her magazine again, destroyed — finally she is overwhelmed and she drops into the chair, hides her face in her hands, and weeps) Oh Mongo, Mongo…
MONGO:
(overwhelmed with grief, whines, sniffs her hand, licks her, and then throws himself at her feet, placing his snout over her feet)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(still weeping, she reaches down and pets him) Oh Mongo. I realize you’re just a dog. It’s in your nature to make mistakes. But it really is hard to know if you love me, when you destroy my things like this…
(Mongo whimpers, trembling, so, so sorry)
The smartest thing for me to do, would be to take you back to the dog pound…
(Mongo howls)
But Mongo, I love you so much, I just can’t BEAR the thought of you being in that dark place. I don’t want you to be separated from me, FOREVER. (she continues to pet him, as her tears finally subside)
And little Joshua, He listens to the things you do every day, and He is so, so excited about meeting you one day soon. He went into the hospital before you came here to this house, but every day in that hospital bed, He begs me: “Mommy! Keep Mongo safe! Mommy, don’t give Mongo away!” And when I tell him about the bad things you do, He begs for me to forgive you. “Please forgive Mongo!” He tells me. And one day, Mongo, you and me and Joshua are going to be together, as a complete family. Won’t that be nice?
MONGO:
(rises and puts his paws in her lap, pants into her face, delighted, begins panting happily, wagging, wagging, wagging his tail)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(winces at his dog-breath, she waves her hand to dissipate the foul vapors) See Mongo! I love you, and Joshua loves you. And in time, as you know us more, and love us more, I think you’re going to love us more, right Mongo?
MONGO:
(he pants contentedly into her face)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
(wincing again at his breath, putting her arms about his neck) But we gotta do something about this dog breath!
MONGO:
(wagging tail, begins to lick her face, delighted, and she giggles and hugs him to her)
UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING MISTRESS:
Come on, boy, let's take you for a walk!
MONGO:
(follows delightedly)
(exit)
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