I figured I would post my story while I was waiting for the box pass. Being fairly new to cigar smoking, I joined a few forums when I first started and it was not long before I started trading with others so I could try new cigars. One day I went to my mailbox and found that someone had sent me a CAO anniversary (maddy) and an Ashton VSG illusion.
Now I had the CAO before on many occasions, but had never had the VSG. After re-humidifying the cigars, I decided to try the VSG (had been dying to try it). I picked an evening when things were somewhat quiet around the house. With 5 kids, a lizard, dog (Sheppard/Rotweiller mix), turtle, birds, and wife – it is very seldom quiet in my house.
I poured myself a cup of coffee, took the dog outside with me, and then cut the VSG. I cannot tell you how excited I was to light it up. I had read so many stories about the VSG and had wanted to try one for so long. After I had taken two long drags on the cigar, I knew I was in heaven. This was absolutely one of the best smokes I had ever had. That’s when it happened.
The dog jumps the fence to chase the cat next door. I had to sit the cigar down to run after the dog. She ran everywhere around the neighborhood. If I had chalk on my feet chasing her, I would have created a map that would have looked like one of the Family circus cartoons (when Billy or one of the other kids had to run an errand for mom). The farther the cat ran, the harder the dog ran – till she finally treed the cat and I was able to catch up. Whew!
I brought the dog back home and had her sit and “stay” by me. I sat back down and reached for my VSG. It was okay. I took a drag and it was still burning. I leaned back in my chair, propped my foot up on the table and took a long drag from the cigar. Mmmmm. That’s when it happened.
My 13 year old came out to inform me that the telephone was for me. He tried to take a message, but they needed to speak with me. Because of all the kids, I do not smoke inside the house. I put the cigar back in the ashtray and went in for the phone. It was my boss. I don’t want to bore you with needless “shop talk”, I will only say that it was just that – needless. I said goodbye to my boss, put the phone back on the cradle, and said hello to my wife and asked if she needed any help with anything. She thank me, said she was fine, and told me to go enjoy my cigar.
I don’t know if you have kids, but they never need you when you have idle time. However, you always see them when you are trying to have some time to yourself. Of course in the 15 steps from the kitchen to the backdoor, I am approached by each of the children and they all threw their requests at me.
“Dad, can I go to Mark’s tomorrow?”
“Look at my new high score, Dad!”
“Daddy, please draw me the green monster” (those of you that have seen Monsters Inc, know who he is)
“Dad, Shaun called me a booger eater.”
Even the baby came crawling up and started the slow climb up my leg (she is just learning to stand).
Between the phone call, the wife, and the kids – by now 25 minutes have passed.
I finish all my duties and obligations and carefully sneak back out to the backyard to finish my cigar. I slowly approach the smoking chair and sit down. I look up to see that the dog was now on the table. Running from the dog’s mouth is a flood of drool. The drool is running…..yep you guessed it – right onto my barely smoked VSG.
Needless to say, I was not too happy. I mean, it wasn’t enough to get upset about – and by now, I am used to these types of things occurring. But what a disappointment. I have since gotten the opportunity to try more VSGs – and have loved each and every one that I have had.
So there is my story and I am sticking to it.