Day: July 1, 2011

Creatures of the Night (Another afternoon with my grandparents)

Ladies and gentleman, we have skunks.  I should have known that an afternoon with my grandparents would provide me with more than enough material to tide me over until I finish reading all of your comments (and figure out how to continue writing about relationships without jeopardizing mine). So we’re sitting in the Amish food court at Columbus Flea Market in New Jersey eating pretzel dogs—not because we ourselves are Amish but because the Amish make the best food at the flea market—when my grandfather casually drops into conversation the arrival of five new “creatures” in their back yard. “What kind of creatures?” my mother demands. My grandparents, you see, will “rescue” anything that comes within a 500-foot radius of their back porch.  Most recently, it was a pair of feral cats and judging by the variety of wildlife on view in their back yard, I’m pretty sure they spend the majority of my grandfather’s pension on bird seed and peanuts. He dodges the question but my mom’s just as stubborn as he (she is …