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| From Singles 2010 |
I know what you’re looking for. What is happening out in front of #51??
Last night – death and destruction. We returned home from our evening walk to find our blue tongue friend* headless and mostly innardless, smushed flat on our drive. I, of course, first thing looked to see if my tires most closely aligned with this hit-and-run scene. Ah, no. Then, I remembered that I took the company truck to the clinic today and Kevin pulled our car in behind us. Could have been me.
We gave him a moment of silence then, being garbage night, Kevin hefted his remains into the nearby bin. It was not a difficult scrape – AND when we walked down the driveway on our walk we hadn’t noticed the grisly scene – makes me wonder whether he’d been killed elsewhere and the skin dropped on our drive by those murderous crows.
This morning –confusion. Kevin, leaving before me, standing in the doorway says, “They’re working on the road.”
Ann: “What?”
Kevin: “They’re working on the road. There’s a man with uh-uh-uhs.”
Ann: “There’s a man with elephants????” pushing past to look out.
Kevin: “There’s a man with a YELLOW FENCE.”
Ann: “Elephants are way cooler.”
*By the way, this is what he looked like when he had a head and a third dimension.
3 comments:
He is beautiful
(the dear departed I mean, not Kevin or the man with the yellow fence)
Be careful when you're backing out, elephants don't squish so easily.
John, you speak from experience?
Yes, Cathi, even if he did hiss at me while I was trying to get a photo.
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