We have a family guinea pig whom we love so much it is incomprehensible. Her name is “Kiwi,” because she is black and brown like a kiwi-bird or a kiwifruit. She also has cannibalistic tendencies and occasionally eats kiwifruit.
Anyway! This weekend we had some friends over. The “friends” all happened to be priests or seminarians studying-to-be-priests…and it was lovely. I made a lunch for all the friends, and my youngest brother made some fried chicken which everyone positively RAVED about.
I have forgotten how to make carnivorous food. Strange but true.
So instead I made the sides: roasted potatoes, pasta salad, oriental cole slaw, applesauce and CUPCAKES by golly! (As they were leaving one of the seminarians remarked, “Thank you for the healthy food.” The adjective tickled me. “Healthy.” Not “tasty,” mind you, but “healthy.” Bahaha!) Anyway, the food was mighty fine if I do say so myself. Even though it was a cold February day outside, the sky was clear and sunlight and warm conversation filled our home.
We asked Father Simon to bless our Kiwi because she can be naughty and selfish and we wanted her to be “baptized” (even though she doesn’t have a soul, I know, I know). We took the holy water from the shelf and he began a solemn prayer. And then he began to stroke her soft fur.
And then she BIT HIS THUMB.
Good gravy, child!
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