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Not It!
I feel bad that every morning on our way to take Max to the bus, Cal says "Hel-lo, Kitty!" to a dead cat just over the fence on our neighbor's property. I tell Cal that the cat has died and gone to heaven, but he continues to assure me that it is just sleeping. I am pretty sure it was pitched there after making contact with a set of car tires, but since my spoken Italian limits me to pleasantries and restaurants, I am not sure how to translate "Gross dead cat in your field" to the friendly old folks next door. I think Brad and I are going to have to throw a little "Rock, Paper, Scissors" for that one.
1 comment:
Oh, that is so gross! You should just grab one of their trash can lids and throw it on top of the cat. That way the cat is covered and eventually the owners of the house will go find the lid and hopefully remove the cat. No matter what, it sounds pretty yucky!
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