When You Know He'll Go For It

Manny and I went to lunch. Because he doesn't ever read this, I can tell you our conversation, which went along these lines.

*Manny drawing busily on back of envelope*

"...and we could maybe make the little roof on the workshop like THIS, and you know what would be great as a covering for the windows to the bonus room where my stuff will be? Beads! Of course!"

"Yeah, totally," I interject now and then. This has the effect of making him come up short and look beadily at me under furrowed brow, because he remembers that he is supposed to be totally against the idea of buying this or any house.

"Not that I'm talked into it," he says. "I still don't know how we're going to do it."

Silence, while we chew and I look off into space, pretending to actually consider what he's said seriously. Clearly he is already talked into it but is trying not to jinx it.

"And we could put our seasonal stuff in a storage space until we get the mini-Eichler workshop built," he continues. "And the beams across the patio will be here." He draws a stylized man holding a martini. "And that's me."

"But really," I said. "We'll have to think about it." He looks suspiciously at me. I try not to look amused.

Walking home, I saw posters with the sad face of Tucker the Neighbor Dog on each block. "MISSING BEAGLE." Poor Tucker! I have let him down!

Comments

[Keith]

Some dogs, just like some people, are beyond saving the day their feet hit the earth running. Cute male dogs almost always find their way to a good meal and a bitch in heat. Hell, I'd squeeze out of my collar if I thought I was up to the run across town.

[barak]

Wait a sec... Wasn't that dog peeing in your car like two days ago???

[Jo]

Yesterday. He got out of his collar and out of our backyard.