I put my mandolin down - carefully. "You want what ? "
"I want to go on You Tube ... just like that college kid who got tasered while trying to disrupt Senator Kerry's speech." She wiggled her nose. "That would be neat !"
"Ho-kay," I answered slowly. You want to what ? Shoot a video of yourself getting tasered ? " I plucked absently at the E strings.
" Ewww !", she scolded. " Don't you ever tune that thing ? One string is E-flat, and the other is almost an F ! They are both supposed to be E , aren't they ?"
I shrugged. Rabbits have very sensitive ears , which is probably why Ms Rabbit is so quick to criticize my soulful and eloquent mandolin playing. (Oddly, some of my neighbors seem to share this problem, as they stop what they are doing, go into their houses, and close all their windows the minute I start to tune up. Curious !!)
"Ummm... Getting back to that You Tube debut: you do know what getting tasered is like, don't you ?"
" It's something like getting tickled, isn't it ? Isn't that what those nice police persons were doing ?"
I thought for a moment. " Ah ! I know just the thing. I'll plug an old lamp into the extension cord , and turn it on - but, instead of a bulb, we'll stick your nose into the socket. Then I'll shoot a video of you trying to fly. That should work."
" How about it ?", I urged. " You'll impress heck out of all your friends !"
Ms Rabbit peered at me with growing skepticism - (which is pretty much the way she peers at me most of the time) , twitched her nose, wiggled her ears, and began sidling away.
" Not today," she demurred. " I'd want to get my fur styled and my nails done before making any videos." Her pace increased: from sidle ,to brisk trot,to all-out stampede. "A girl's got to look her best on camera, you know !"
I think that's what she said.She was moving pretty fast.
Oh,well, where was I ? Was I playing "Wayfarin' Stranger" or " Ghost Riders in the Sky " ? I shrugged again . The way I play, who would know the difference ?