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The guinea pigs and I are having a leftovers feast. I’m making soup out of the turkey breast carcass in the fridge and some of the kale that I brought up with me on the way to Virginia. The guinea pigs have enjoyed some pumpkin seeds and leftover kale, and we are splitting (unequally) an elderly and unseasonable cucumber. It’s a pretty good day to be a guinea pig- hopefully the turkey-pumpkin-mushroom-greens soup turns out okay. Then it’ll be a pretty good day to be a Katie.
Ms. W is quite possibly a genetically-modified Oompa-Loompa. Her work ethic is that supreme. She would happily dispose of dead German gluttons who drown in your pipes. She will work for chocolate. Nibs are also a possibility. No bratty girl is safe from her mind-controlled squirrel army. Her genetic oddity aside, I have also seen her drain all the fun out of a room by simply leaving. The circumstances of this will require a non-disclosure agreement and a membership in a fringe-group chatroom. It’s worth joining for the story.
Ms. W also looks acceptable through nightvision goggles and exhibits no allergy to externally applied creamed corn. She mops. She mops well.
Ms. W has been raising war-steeds for pixies. Her tending to these furry mini-Clydesdales is epic. One day they will be the van in the attempt to overthrow the Summer Court and end this global warming crisis once and for all. Her devotion to the environment is a key factor in her personal outlook.
Listeners, Today I want to talk to you about the dangers of deer.
Are they beautiful? Yes. Are they graceful and picturesque, even borderline majestic beasts? Yes, yes, and yes. And, are they helpful to the community because real estate agents live inside of them? Of course!
But deer are also dangerous creatures. They are terrible, deceitful, and vile animals. I’m not being mean, this is just basic science.
Look, I know deer are cute and friendly-looking. We all remember adorable little Bambi, from the classic animated movie, with his sweet voice and white freckled rump. But we also remember the bloody end that he wrought on the humans at the end of the film, the graphic beheadings, and trees streaked with gore during the famous revenge-fueled climax.
The lesson of that movie, as in life itself, is that nature is gorgeous, and it is horrible, and it will kill you.
This has been the Children’s Fun Fact Science Corner.
I finally saw Catching Fire last night! I found the familiarity of some of the sets disturbing- the Marriott Marquis (where the Tributes stay before the Games) and the Goat Farm (District 12), in particular.
It makes me miss Atlanta a little bit.