I’ll allow you a moment to parse that sentence, if that’s even possible. Me no take writing class.
Yesterday evening was the introduction of the kitten to the demon dog who keeps finding her way back to my house from the desert. Four ounces of furry fuzz vs. 80 lbs of hungry hound. I promise I will get good quality pictures up soon, but I only had the cell phone camera last night – however, here’s an image of what must have been Indy’s perception:
That dog spent a lot of time in the backyard last night.
The Live Acorn, the kitten, and I had the inaugural dinner on the new kitchen arch countertop (pics soon), which consisted of bbq teriyaki chicken burgers and salad with Buddy’s dressing*, which is by far the world’s best.
Soon after supping, we headed back up to the EMDAMOTLA’s** house, as the Live Acorn had not slept since school let out 5 days ago, and she is battling a nasty chest cold. The kitten was exploring the dangerous yet irresistible jungle that is the interior of my car.
A conversation as we were driving:
Live Acorn: (sniffing) Father, I believe the kitten has shat ‘neath my seat.
Ok, that’s not quite right.
Live Acorn: (sniffing) HAHAHAHA OH MY GOD (cough cough cough) SHE HAHAHA SHE TOOK (cough cough cough) HAHAHAHAHA SHE TOOK A DUMP! (cough hack hack) HAHAHAHA OH MY GOD HAHAHA (hack cough lung-toss) HAHAHAHAHA
Dead Acorn: OH GODDAMN IT THAT STINKS!
Live Acorn: HAHAHAHAHAHA (cough hack cough) HAHAHAHAHAHA
Dead Acorn: You are SO cleaning this car out!
Live Acorn: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAAA OH MY GOD (hack wheeze cough)
Dead Acorn: I’m serious! I’m not helping!
Live Acorn: HAHAHahahahaheehehehe (cough cough) heee heee (finally settling down)
Live Acorn: You know, this car is really a mess anyw …
Dead Acorn: NO NO NO! You are CLEANING IT! BY YOURSELF!!111!
Live Acorn: (losing it again) HAHAHAHAHAHA (cough hack)
* The inaugural dinner consisted of those items. The new kitchen arch countertop consisted of, and indeed, remains consisting of, wood.
** Ex Mrs. Dead Acorn, Mother Of The Live Acorn