My grandfather used to love telling me about how when I was little, I came to him wailing one day. He asked what was wrong and I told him that "Christina doesn't want to play with me! She's being mean to me! Waaaaaaaaaah wahhhhhhhhh waahhhh."
Christina was my imaginary friend.
My sister had an imaginary Uncle Henry who lived in Australia. He had a kangaroo farm.
And you know the fences on that thing would be
insane.
megan, the game is live on west coast, say the Fug Girls.
Kangaroo proof fence?
It's like a rabbit proof fence, only four metres tall. (And, I like to think, made entirely out of rubber. BOIIIIINGG!)
I know. Why show that live everywhere and nothing else?
Back to Death and children, I Tivoed
The River Cottage Treatment
because I wanted Emmett to see it. (He did not want to watch it however.)
But I played it anyway and Matilda watched. When they got to the part where they were butchering rabbits she yelped, "Those are cats!"
Me: "No, those aren't cats. Those are rabbits."
Matilda: "We don't eat animals!"
Emmett and I together (perhaps too enthusiastically): "Yes, we do!
Matilda: "No, no no. I only eat ham and meat."
Us: "Welllll....."
::show focuses on lambs gamboling about on farm as narrator talks about lamb burgers::
Matilda: "We don't eat sheep. Sheep are fluffy. They're too fluffy."
I used to watch my mom clean rabbits as a kid and I was fascinated by it. Especially all the guts. For a while I had rabbit foot that my mother cut off the bunny, complete with bone sticking out, for luck. It was only when I got older, about 10, that I started to get grossed out by the annual arrival of rabbit.
Larry Hagman told the story of his eighth birthday, where his mother had got him a special surprise. He followed this piece of string all round the house and then out to the back yard, where it was tied to a rabbit tethered to the ground. Unfortunately, a neighbourhood dog had got there first, and it was no longer such promising pet material as it might once have been.
USA is showing one of the eco-terrorism episodes of SVU. Sigh. I shouldn't watch this, because it just annoys me. It also makes me wonder if I've ever run into any FBI informants at a potluck. [link]