A Lizard In the Tub Is Better Than Two In the...Mom Stop Screaming!
People talk about foreshadowing and about cosmic consciousness and controlling the universe. And thus, tonight, it came to pass, that I officially classified myself as a reptilian prognosticator...or something like that.
If you recall my posts from earlier this week about a certain cat,
I wrote:
“Because you know if Kiiiiithy had brought home a lizard, that lizard would have been taken out to the neighbor’s yard and released to fend for itself.”
True to form, the not-so-evil-but-ever-so-certifiable Kiiiithy decided that baby squirrels were no longer her thing and opted to bring home a lizard this lovely Friday evening. Perhaps to pâté and spread on challah for Kiddush? Did I mention that she also decided that the best place to store said lizard was in the bathtub?
I never realized how outbackish the suburbs were until this cat started bringing home just about any and every specie of animal she can get her bell jarish paws on. I imagine it's only a matter of time before the good people of Sherman Oaks put their homes on four foot stilts so that the deadly Komodo Kiiiiithy doesn’t run off with their children in the dead of night.
If you recall my posts from earlier this week about a certain cat,
I wrote:
“Because you know if Kiiiiithy had brought home a lizard, that lizard would have been taken out to the neighbor’s yard and released to fend for itself.”
True to form, the not-so-evil-but-ever-so-certifiable Kiiiithy decided that baby squirrels were no longer her thing and opted to bring home a lizard this lovely Friday evening. Perhaps to pâté and spread on challah for Kiddush? Did I mention that she also decided that the best place to store said lizard was in the bathtub?
I never realized how outbackish the suburbs were until this cat started bringing home just about any and every specie of animal she can get her bell jarish paws on. I imagine it's only a matter of time before the good people of Sherman Oaks put their homes on four foot stilts so that the deadly Komodo Kiiiiithy doesn’t run off with their children in the dead of night.
posted by Eti at
7:35 PM
2 Comments:
So did you take the lizard to the neighbor's yard or what? Or did you bestow a cute little name on the lizard and claim it as your very own?
What is the proper number of i's to use in "Kiiiithy," anyway?
By
Nick, at 9:18 PM
The official story being released to the media is that the lizard was scooped into a dust pan and released back into the wild.
And it's five i's. Count them.
By
Eti, at 9:29 PM
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