The Fox
Scene: Banjo hasn’t come back in at 11 p.m. or so to sleep in a warm corner. No amount of calling brings him bounding back into the house for his late night snack. Some time later the woman hears the sound of an animal screaming, and becomes convinced that her cat has been mauled by a fox. It’s midnight, and the man drives round the block hoping to see him, while the woman back at home goes to pieces imagining the worst. The neighbours all seem to be asleep.
At 1 a.m. they’re both sitting miserably at the table, going outside every so often to call him. At 1.30 a.m. to their speechless delight, they see him trotting along the wall of the house opposite, jumping down and sauntering calmly into the house and straight to his feeding bowl. The woman continues to blub helplessly from the shock. They gradually realise that what they heard screaming was a couple of mating foxes which have been seen in the area.
At 1 a.m. they’re both sitting miserably at the table, going outside every so often to call him. At 1.30 a.m. to their speechless delight, they see him trotting along the wall of the house opposite, jumping down and sauntering calmly into the house and straight to his feeding bowl. The woman continues to blub helplessly from the shock. They gradually realise that what they heard screaming was a couple of mating foxes which have been seen in the area.
Translation: Lost track of the time out there – what on earth’s been going on here, have I missed anything?
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