June 5th 2007 9:13 am
[ Leave A Comment ]
So parent #2 came home the other day all droopy and said, "Maggie, today I took out a cardinal."
You did?! Does the Pope know? I asked. I couldn't imagine he would be amused.
"Not that kind of a cardinal, a bird."
You went out with a bird?
"No. I took one out with the car."
If you ran over him, he was probably already dead.
"He wasn't. He flew down low, right in front of my path. I couldn't stop in time. Splat. Red feathers all over the grill."
You killed a bird?! I was incredulous. My own parent, guilty of vehicular birdslaughter. Probably driving too fast, and likely under the influence of diet coke.
"He was so pretty. I feel so bad."
You should, I said, not letting her off the hook for a minute. People should not be allowed behind the wheel. The world is the worse for it. Now some poor kitty has been deprived not only of her supper, but also of the thrill of the hunt. It's simply wrong.
I am incensed. And I apologize to kitties everywhere for my miscreant parent.
Leave a Comment