Veggies

P.S. The veggies are officially gone. Except for one half of a large black radish, which I don't know what to do with. I might just throw it out to the rabbit couple who live in our backyard: Mrs. Anderson and Mrs. May, named for Oliver's preschool teachers, and their litter of baby rabbits.

I'm grateful for those rabbits, because they keep our cat Megan very entertained all day. All day she sits in the kitchen window staring at them and praying, "Holy Jesus, please let me just eat one of those ladies for lunch." So far, her prayers have gone unanswered. She's thinking of becoming an atheist. Or a Unitarian.

The end.


Here is Megan nursing a blanket, back when our master bedroom was still painted a shocking vagina color, courtesy of the previous owners of our home.