The Object Of Siamese Affections
Minkey is in love. The object of his affections is a suede-covered, bobble headed moose named `Traveling Wilbur’. I bought Wilbur in Thunder Bay, on a visit to my sister. About once every year or so, I make the 14 hour trek back to visit her. I always sentimentally take Wilbur, and stick him on the dashboard of my SUV.
The last time I went to Thunder Bay, I was gone for ten days. I was looking forward to my reunion with Minkey, but wasn’t at all surprised when I got the not-very-convincing “Oh! Who are YOU?” treatment. He sat in front of me with his back turned, washing himself elaborately. You know the drill. Punishment for my defection.
But then, as I was unpacking, a plaintive Siamese song started up outside the bedroom door. Pleased to be forgiven so quickly, I opened it.
Minkey rushed right past me, and darted straight to the window – where I had just put Traveling Wilbur back in his every day spot. It wasn’t me who got an enthusiastic greeting – gummy-rubs, purrs, head bunts and all. Nope. It was that bobble-headed moose.
When I woke up the next morning, Wilbur was on the floor, and Minkey was curled up around him, fast asleep. I don’t know who is more odd – Minkey for falling in love with a bobble-headed moose… or me for having one.
I guess we are well suited.