“I added a few things to your grocery list,” K said just before I left for the market.
“I need you to get two bags of kitty litter, the cheapest you can find.”
I looked at him, slightly puzzled.
We don’t have a cat.
“I need a proper place to pee in the backyard and I’m going to use the litter to set it up,” he said.I stared at the calm, sincere face of my husband for a long ten seconds wondering about his sanity before his face betrayed him with a grin.
“I had you!” he laughed.I brushed him off and headed for the door.
“Don’t forget the kitty litter!” he called after me.
Looking down, I realized kitty litter had actually been added to my list.
I looked at him quizzically.
“Paint,” he said still laughing, “I need it to get rid of old paint.”