on driving my son to practice

with his new Ukrainian friend

There are a lot of Ukranians around these parts these days.

One family we met when my wife mistook their cat for a stray. After taking Rizik to the vet and having his testes removed, we found out that he was missed by an eight year old Ukranian girl.

We gave him back.

But only once we cut his balls off.

I had the pleasure of driving my son and his new Ukrainian friend to soccer last night.

Fedir, did he tell you about the Ukrainian cat we almost stole?

In a voice far too deep for such a goofy looking kid, Fedir told me that my son had not told him the story of the Ukrainian cat.

We saw this cat hanging around. We thought he was a stray. He seemed skinny, didn’t have a collar and his balls were still attached. We took him in, fed him, took him to the vet and had his balls cut off. He still doesn’t have a collar.

Fedir, and my son were laughing. Rather they were flinch laughing each and every time I used the phrase cut off his balls.

So, I continued, you, young Fedir should fear my wife. You a…