Thing is - when I saw the dead fruit bat hanging from barbed wire above the creek, I mistook it for an umbrella. Poor thing, with its magnificent unbroken wing.
But then on the way home from the park, the blue heeler mistook the common black garbage bag for some sort of herd-able fauna. She had several takes and did not seem to correct her original vision.
Posted by peacay at October 3, 2005 10:43 PM
Problem with bluey is that often I am the woman who mistook her dog for a pet ;)
Posted by boynton at October 4, 2005 01:22 PM