Moth attack!
It's important before we begin the story that you know my wife is Korean.

A couple years ago we adopted our first cat, Millie, a very sweet female cat born in an inbred litter (mother was impregnated by her own son from an earlier litter). Cats are rare pets in Korea and most people consider them vermin, so they get treated very poorly. My wife has been converted to a cat person now though.

We were sitting in the bedroom once when I saw Millie in the next room leaping around trying to catch a moth. My wife asked what was so funny and I said "Millie's trying to catch a moth."

My wife shrieked and jumped on the bed. With instructions "Get rid of it!" I went to catch the moth. After I left the bedroom my wife slammed the door behind me.

It was a little challenging, but with Millie's keen eyes following its every movement I was making progress. My wife shouted through the door "Open the front door and get it outside!"

But that didn't make sense. I replied "Then more will come in," which triggered another scream from her. She was taking this little moth way too seriously.

Finally I flattened it when it came to rest on the side of a dresser. I picked up Millie and tried to make her knock on the door, which amounted to a fairly pathetic scratching sound. On the other side of the door, my wife screamed.

I opened the door and brought the victorious cat into the room. My wife saw the cute little cat and screamed again. She calmed down and asked me what I did with it. I told her that I had killed it, and it was squashed against the dresser.

She wanted to get rid of it, although I figured it was safe to leave there--the cat would probably lick it up sooner or later. So my wife got the garbage can, and I showed her the little dead moth.

At that instant, we figured out the miscommunication. She thought I was saying "mouse," not "moth."
(racetraitor has an alibi for, Fri 25 Apr 2008, 13:39, Reply)