"Dad, can Luke come with us to the movie theater to see Finding Nemo?"
"No," I said, lifting him into the truck.
"Oh," he replied.
"It's just going to be our family," I explained.
"And not the kitty?" he asked, as though this were a complete shock.
"No," I said, tilting my head to one side.We stopped doing that after the theater complained. Besides, he hogged all the popcorn and always spilled his drink and, oh yeah, he's a cat!
Speaking of drinks...
- 13 September 2012
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