No Need for Fancy Talk

Mama and I spoke on the phone last Thursday.  Below is  the transcript.  Well, except that it was in Russian.  But I swear, this is a certified translation.  Or maybe a certifiable one.

“Did you hear that a cat got the swine flu?” I asked her.

“What are you talking about?” she asked me back.

“I read on the internet that a cat was diagnosed with H1N1,” I explained.  “In California.”  I have no idea where the cat was, but doesn’t California sound probable?  The state is enormous, I’m sure there’s a swine flu cat in there somewhere.

“A what?”  Mama was acting as though I were speaking in a foreign language.  Which I supposed Russian is, but not to mama.

“A cat!”  I said. “CAT!”

“What about cat?  What’s wrong with Nicki?”

“Not Nicki!  CAT!   A cat has swine flu. Not Nicki cat.  CAT SWINE FLU.  Meow has oink, mama.  Can you understand me?  MEOW HAS OINK.”

“Meow has oink?” she said.  “I don’t think that’s possible.”

“Well, he does. In California.Schwarzenegger is probably involved.”

“World is crazy.”

“”Yes,” I agreed sadly.

P.S. It turns out that the cat is in Iowa.   There’s just no stopping Arnold.

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