"im going to go make some soup now. do you wish you could make yourself soup? probably not. i dont wish i killed birds. i do eat them though. maybe you would like some soup?"
(chicken broth with rice, fresh green beans from hi berry farm, corn, fresh parsley from the gaaaahden, grated carrot...ca c'est tout!)
story about a cat:
a lady came to my door with a flyer reading, "have you lost your cat?" WITH A PICTURE OF LEO ON IT. NO I HAVE NOT LOST MY CAT. HE GOES OUTSIDE. he was held hostage in an office building about HALF A BLOCK AWAY FROM HIS HOME.
i wanted to tell her to just let him out and he'd find his way back...but i didnt want to be judged as a 'bad mother'. ?!?!?!. i went to the office and he was waiting at the door. i opened it and he obediently followed me home. walked around the corner and down the street like a right coupla freaks. we didnt make it home without incident though. he got off track at one point, deeking (spelling? you know? like in hockey?) into the parking garage...i followed him in...and up and down (4 flights of) stairs...resulting in tell-tale muddy cat prints up and down my arms:
brat.
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