I talk to myself in first person plural a lot. When my dog's around, it seems less crazy. This morning, I walked about my little yard with my head hung down, searching the ground for cigarette butts. We're a bird and we're looking for worms, I said to myself, probably out loud.
After collecting them all into a heap, I bagged them up and threw them out along with the latest pile of dog shit. Then, I smelled my fingertips: the scent of stale cigarette and particularly rank dog feces made me wretch a little.
Well, I said as I washed my hands a moment later, the dog looking on curiously. We're not going to do that again, now are we?
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"We're a bird and we're looking for worms." cutest thing ever.
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