Showdown at the Dropped Watermelon Corral
Some friends generously sent us home from a playdate with a sample from their backyard watermelon patch. Mbot promptly dropped it, which is the best way to find out if it’s ready to eat. The dinosaur thought so, but was a bit outsized.
The antique cat was less impressed:
Ugh, your breath–sweet and watermelony
In the end, we gutted and ate it. No pictures of that. We were all too sticky. It was kind of sad to slay the little guy. Gave a new dimension to the old saying, “I laughed, I cried, it became a part of me.”
Today we’ll just add some fresh basil leaves and crumbled feta, and finish him off. We have no remorse.
Superhero Underpants 