I was
feeling sick because of this afternoon's rapid absorption of
Nutella and
lemonade, so while my family had dinner I lay on the
living room
floor and listened to their conversation. My parents were
heckling
Cameron about getting his college recommendations in
on time. The
dog was heckling him for scraps of food.
I was still
lying supine on the rug in the middle of the room when
the cat
slunk in. I picked her up and placed her on my stomach, and
after pawing
a bit she started to purr.
Cameron
suggested that we get a "turducken" for Thanksgiving. A
turducken is
a planet of poultry, a chicken inside a duck inside a turkey,
where the
chicken = the molten core, the duck = the mantle, and the
turkey = the
thin and fragile crust.
Thinking
about the turducken reminded me of a video I wanted to
make this
summer with Molly, before we realized the prohibitive expense.
It would
have been called "TurduckenRAT." Can you figure it out?
Thinking of
this made me laugh so hard that the cat rolled off my stomach
and could
not be lured back.
