Black Doggerel

Conversation with one of Spike and Squish's friends in the park, while playing ball. Friend is a small blond boy (eight? ten?) with engaging manners and an adorable grin - one of our favourites, and one of the ones that never needs told twice not to wave sticks around Spike etc. He even remembers without being told that Spike can't have tennis balls, and refrained from teasing him with the tennis ball he had in his pocket today.

Boy: *explains to me how the rubber band around his wrist is there to ward off bad luck*
Me: My friend and I have a theory that dog pee wards off zombie attacks. That's why they have to stop and pee on every single thing; they're keeping us safe.
Boy: Ha! I'll help. *brandishes toy gun*
Then he grinned suddenly, and said: "I'll be safe when the zombies attack, anyhow. I've got no brains."

Kid, if you were thirty years older I'd marry you.

( cut for zombies )

In other news, there is no other news. I have cleaned my sink. It looked and smelled a bit like a zombie exploded among the dishes, now that I think of it.