"If you were a cartoon, who would it be?" I asked a friend ayer. Reflexionando, regresé al pasado cuando me decían Mafalda porque vivía angustiada por el mundo. Lisa Simpson, claro, ha sido otra constante. No vayan a pensar que por su ñoñez. Es más bien por mi piel amarilla. O porque mi hermano se porta mal.
En fin, ni Lisa ni Mafalda me convencen. No porque me caigan mal, pero siendo honesta soy más como Elvira Duff, la de los Tiny Toons que se dedica a perseguir animalitos. Los pobres huyen aterrados de su entusiasmo y sus arrebatos cariñosos que con frecuencia terminan en la muerte.
Así soy yo. Sufro de unas ansias incontenibles de cuidar, un instinto maternal adelantado, descontrolado, y mal desarrollado. Obsesionada con cualquier cosa que inspire ternura, dediqué much of my childhood to convince my parents we had pets. And they were lenient. At various times you handle what are the fish, mice, dogs, turtles, chickens, ducks, birds, lizards, rabbits, and approximately 20 cats. He also founded a breeding ground for snails, "the worship of my mom, and a hospital for wounds because lizards he found the cat in turn.
But something always fails. The neighbor's dog killed two chickens. Countless mice, hamsters and parrots died of intestinal diseases. Several hospital patients succumbed, crushed accidentally by my clumsy fingers when he tried to heal with arnica. And the forces of nature often seized any of my pets, taking them to fulfill their role in the food chain and devouring his neighbor. The garden became a cemetery to bury the dead after a funeral procession which was attended my dolls dressed in black. Little bit sadistic. Others ran with different fate and lost (escaped) irretrievably.
not due to lack of delivery. Dear God knows I did everything holy for safekeeping. When I had to raise a young bunny, abandoned by his mom, took shelter under my clothes for days and not let him just a second. Literally. If you do not believe me, ask who was my lover, you had to go to the movies with us. When I said "no fatter, I bring a rabbit in the belly ", he thought it was a joke. Realizing that really brought the bug, is darkened and then offered to buy something to eat while watching the movie. But the rabbit died a few days. My cats are
lacked affection. He brought them with warm overalls, walking in stroller and sleeping in cribs, plastic, bottle fed them and washed their teeth. The very ungrateful escaped, one after another, until my mom forbade me to put a pet diaper.
Yes, I am elviresca. The trouble is that Elvira also harassed their peers. I have no problem with it, except that all shun and I did not like. So I lied a little and said it would be Lisa. I mean, Rafa Milhouse and prototypes are not my man, but that a skunk to flee from me ...
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