Tuesday, July 29

Next, I'll be eating grits

When I moved from Chicago to Nashville for college, I definitely experienced some culture shock. Sample first-week conversation:

Freshman-in-college Erin: Wow look at that huge bug up there in the lights!
Freshman-in-college Southern friend: Erin, that’s a bat.

Even though I’ve lived in the South for going on seven years now, I still don’t know much about critters. When we moved into our house last year, we inherited a beautiful, semi-wooded backyard. Since then, our cats have enjoyed bringing many critters into the house, including:
  1. bird
  2. bird (the difference being bird #2 was ALIVE and FLYING)
  3. salamander (which I initially thought was a twig, because of rigor mortis)
  4. grasshopper
  5. large earthworm
  6. small snake
That’s right, folks. Last night they brought in a real, wriggling miniature garden snake. I can’t describe with words how that made me feel, except to say I had Noah do a sweep of the bed before I’d sleep in it last night.

Also, Noah broke some serious news to me. The critter list should actually read:
  1. dead bird
  2. live bird
  3. salamander
  4. grasshopper
  5. large earthworm SMALL SNAKE
  6. small snake
Yep, so what I interpreted to be a large, dead earthworm under the kitchen table was actually snake #1. When I asked Noah how he could tell, he said (if truth be told, with unnecessary sarcasm), “Earthworms don’t have scales and little eyes and mouths.”

Well, forgive me for NOT INSPECTING A DEAD BUG IN OUR HOUSE UNDER A MICROSCOPE.

2 comments:

Noah said...

I'm just glad I was able to get that little secret off my chest.

okgoods said...

I love cats, but I would die if one brought me a snake.

Great lists all over the place.

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