I know my posts have been serious lately with our recent loss so here’s something that might make you smile.
A blog post I just read online was about how fish can survive being frozen solid, as in a pond. It reminded me of this, which some of you have probably heard many times as it still makes me laugh.
I used to know a classic old cat lady. One day while visiting she said she was thawing out a pot roast and asked if I wanted to stay for dinner. Can you see where this story is going?
She started to unwrap the pot roast, stopped, stared, and said ‘That’s not pot roast! That’s CC!’
Yep. She’d thawed her cat, CC, for dinner.
It was winter and she couldn’t dig the frozen ground to bury CC when the cat died. So she wrapped him up and popped him in the freezer to wait until spring.
Except that she thawed him out for dinner.
I never ate there after that.
And by the way, CC was a nasty mean old cat that would attack and bite you every chance he got. I believe he eventually ended up buried under a rose bush.
But first he had to thaw in the sink.