When I reached home in the afternoon, yesterday, Stwabbit was taking a nap. Since it was time for her to be woken up, I went up to her and cuddled her. She stirred. She doesn’t like me cuddling her, especially on hot afternoons.
“Let me cuddle you”, I said. “Soon, you’ll get married and go away!”
Without opening an eye, she replied, “That’s not going to happen. I’m not going to get married and have children. I want to live in peace!”
On a recent visit to the zoo with Stwabbit and her friends, we saw some black bucks, among other animals. The Missus passed a comment: “Look! That’s what Salman Khan had shot!”
That night, Stwabbit had a question - “Why did Salman Khan (her favourite actor) shoot the black bucks?”
“For fun”, replied the Missus. “Some people hunt animals just for fun!”
“It’s not nice to kill harmless animals!” exclaimed Stwabbit.
The Missus, being a staunch vegetarian, saw a window of opportunity to propogate her preferences.
“Well, don’t you do the same when you kill harmless hens and fish, just to eat them?!”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Stwabbit replied, “They are food! Besides, hens are not harmless - they pecked at Mr. Meddle (ref: Enid Blyton) when he tried to gather eggs!”
The conversation ended there, as the Missus couldn’t come up with a befitting reply.
A while later, Stwabbit made another profound observation.
“So, Salman Khan is a bad man. He’s no longer my favourite actor.”
“Then, who’s your favourite actor, now?” I asked.
“Hmm… I think it’s going to be Shahrukh Khan. Unless he’s been hunting harmless animals, too…!”
