Thursday, February 12, 2009

Heard 'round the dinner table

"A dead cat! She brought me her dead cat," Susan, my forensic anthropology professor sister, said.

"Wow! Your students must really love you," I said, after a bite of chicken vegetable soup.

"Yeah, they do. Next week she's bringing me her dead ferret. Will you pass the cornbread, please?"


modernemama said...

It beats "how much is your portfolio down?"

Karen K. Kennedy said...

I refuse to even open those envelopes when they come. Much prefer talking about dead things than dying things over a meal!