"Hey, thanks for taking care of the animals while we're out of town," I tell our neighbor while we're walking upstairs to introduce her to the menagerie. "Sorry the house is a wreck."
She takes in the devastation with equanimity, as I show her the cat food and the dog food and all the accoutrements that allow us to keep other species alive in our apartment.
The doge is thankfully quiet, and when she sees a woman with me, she runs out of the room, tail wagging, but as soon as she realizes it's not Katie, she retreats, barking over her shoulder at the intruder with a look of abject betrayal.
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