Not a lawn, today. A rabbit.
“I love you more than the dog, okay?” I say to my husband while winking at the dog.
“Chase a ball? Toward what end? I mean, can I eat it? Oh. Can I bury it? Oh. Can I roll it under the bed? Oh, I see. Can I move in with the neighbors? Oh. Can I wake from this nightmare?”
“This kibble has no au jus? Do you know what you’re asking me to do here? Maybe you thought you were feeding some other dog. Was that it? Am I onto something? Anything?”
“So what you’re saying is, it’s not time to eat? Is that your final answer? This is for the one million dollars. Would you care to call a friend?”
Some days, there’s a leopard in her path, and she walks it home.
A bird is asking that I count how many times it can sing its one note until madness ensues.
Even without the acoustics they deserve – spring birds return.
I just asked Siri if flying squirrels and flying fish use the same airline. Siri’s thinking.
I just asked Siri if chocolate mousse and chocolate bunny are in the same species. Siri’s thinking.