lynellarainhawk
08-09-2004, 01:03 PM
I've always (lovingly) referred to my husband as "the stupid white man" He doesn't mind.
Well, when I first moved in here I had three cats. The first day, they were totally miffed and ran off. I worried and fretted. 3 days later I looked out the window and Murphy was coming down the trail toward the house and he looked awfull. I was running around in here in nothing but my underwear, but there was my Murphy. So I ran out to get him and bring him in and I scared him up a tree. A big pine tree, the lowest branch is about eight feet off the ground. With my bare feet flat aginst the tree bark it was easy to climb, but once I got up there and got a hold of the cat, I couldn't get back down without totally scraping up my body. So I whistled really loud until my husband heard me. He was laughing so hard at me.
Now, when he tells the story it ends like this, "Stupid white man had to get stupid white ladder to rescue naked Indian woman from tree!" He will never let me live it down. :eek:
Well, when I first moved in here I had three cats. The first day, they were totally miffed and ran off. I worried and fretted. 3 days later I looked out the window and Murphy was coming down the trail toward the house and he looked awfull. I was running around in here in nothing but my underwear, but there was my Murphy. So I ran out to get him and bring him in and I scared him up a tree. A big pine tree, the lowest branch is about eight feet off the ground. With my bare feet flat aginst the tree bark it was easy to climb, but once I got up there and got a hold of the cat, I couldn't get back down without totally scraping up my body. So I whistled really loud until my husband heard me. He was laughing so hard at me.
Now, when he tells the story it ends like this, "Stupid white man had to get stupid white ladder to rescue naked Indian woman from tree!" He will never let me live it down. :eek: