I don't usually laugh at my husband publically, but I can't resist this story.
Yesterday morning he was eating breakfast on the deck while I was in the kitchen getting ready to leave for my Monday volunteer job.
Suddenly, "No, cat! Don't eat that cicada! The cat is eating a cicada!"
Clearly, I'm expected to step in here, but I ignored this except to say, "Don't let him in; he'll vomit it back up."
"No, cat! You can't go in! No! I can't stop him from coming in! He's in. I couldn't stop him."
I left at this point. Picture a 250-pound man unable to keep a pathetically scrawny, geriatric cat from coming through the door. Clearly this cat has powers no one suspected. Sort of a metaphor for asymetric warfare, isn't it?
4 comments:
Men are strange beasts...we absolutely adore them, but are glad we don't have to BE them!
LOL! Cute story. My DH is much the same with my cat. Broc has all the power.
Cat herding is my hardest job, so I empathize with hubby.
Cats do have some amazing powers, I agree.
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