I am the most gullible person I know. Almost.
When it comes to April Fools, my mom is money in the bank. It’s not just shooting fish in a barrel. It’s shooting fish wearing fin cuffs and straight jackets, blindfolded and duct taped to the barrel.
Email to Mom:
Just when we made it in the clear with Biscuit, we have new cat drama.
Pumpkin is pregnant!!
Fortunately the pink bathroom is already set up to be a nursery. We will definitely be taking donations though for kitten formula and litter!
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Mom’s Reply:
Pregnant? I thought all your cats were fixed? She doesn’t go outside, how can she be pregnant?
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This one was way too easy. I once almost convinced her I had been abducted by aliens, so Pumpkin’s immaculate conception wasn’t much of a stretch.
To Mom’s credit though, she proved she can play the game. After she learned she had been fooled yet again, she decided to reuse the joke on Dad. That night she told him straight faced that Pumpkin was having babies. Dad responded with a rant, how can he take on more cats, enough is enough, etc.
Yes these are the genes I am forced to deal with every day.