Friday, July 2, 2010

Rabbits At Dusk

A typical “conversation” in our house this morning:

She (shouting from the bathroom where she has just gotten out of the shower and is looking out the bathroom window to the back yard):  “There’s a cat in our yard but I don’t know if it’s one of ours or not.  I don’t have my glasses on.”

Me (shouting back from the office where I was sitting down, now looking out the back door to the yard):  “It’s Miss T lying in the grass.  She’s probably watching for rabbits.”  (Miss T has never caught anything in the 7 years she’s lived with us, but she still has lust in her heart.)

She (still yelling from the bathroom):  “No, I think they are usually out around dusk.”  (Pause.)  “I’m a rabbit expert.”  (Slightly longer pause.)  “I should have a TV show.  Rabbits At Dusk.”