Let the Cat Out of the...

Cataloupe.

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I was at the St. Marks Market this afternoon (for which my affections improve upon each visitation) to gather the fixins for tonight's dinner: Keylime Shrimp with rice. I'm also making fresh guacamole, and then inevitably we'll be having cookies or brownies for dinner- Thursdays we do it up right!

So I walk down the ramp that leads me into this store, and I smile at the pretty breads displayed to my right. I glance at the flowers leaning out towards me on my left, and then jump half-way out of my skin as I see something slither out from the first shelf of fruit up ahead.

YIKES!

But then I laughed, because it was a little kitten, the friendly chap who inhabits the store like so many other friendly deli kitkats. The cat was cuddled up behind the basket of cantaloupe... what a silly feller!

The lesson to be learned here, folks is this: Cats like cantaloupe, and you should wash your fruit before you eat it!
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ps> isn't cantaloupe a crazy little word? That Chris Columbus sure did us a favor when he brought 'em over.