Ficlets

“It doesn’t seem like much of a trick to me,” she said

“What? Of course it’s a trick. It’s a really good trick.”

She frowned. “You hold him upside down, and toss him, and he arcs over and lands on his feet.” She raised her eyebrows at him. “That’s it?”

“What do you mean, ‘that’s it’?” he said. “It’s amazing.”

She shook her head a little. “I saw a guy that tossed his cat like that. Cat loved it.”

“Well, that’s easy,” he said indignantly, “because cats always land on their feet. Rabbits don’t have natural talent, so it’s harder for them to stick the landing.” He shrugged. “They bounce around a lot.”

“I don’t know,” she said, her tone turning thoughtful. “Maybe if you added something to it, like maybe you could toss him so he goes through something before he lands.”

“Hmm,” he said. “I like where you’re going with this. Maybe a ring of some kind.”

“And maybe,” she said, beginning to nod, “it could be on fire.”

He brightened. “There’s a hula hoop upstairs in the closet!”

“And a can of gas in the garage!”