Coffee Inspired Conversation

She said, “You’re talking about prairie dogging.”

“Huh?”

“You know, it shows its head, but never comes out.”

“That’s pretty gross. You know, I’ve seen a prairie dog farm.”

“There’s such a thing?” she asked.

“Yeah, out in Texas. I saw it when I was a kid.”

“What’s it like?”

“Like whale watching without the water, boats, and whales.”

“Really, Dad?”

“Seriously. You stand there against a fence waiting for one to come out.”

“Prairie dogging,” she said with a wry smile.

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