Word Of The Day

A few years ago, my wife and I went to the museum where there were live penguins on display on a table with handlers to inform the public about them.

My wife loves penguins. She has penguin Christmas cards, stuffies, mouse pad and candies shaped like penguins. Love might be an understatement.

We stood a couple of feet from the little birds as they stood on the table.

My wife nudged me. "Grab one. I'll get the car."

I giggled.

She narrowed her eyes at me. "I'm serious. Grab one. I'll meet you out front in the car."

"No," I said.

"If you loved me," she said. "you'd steal a penguin for me."

"I'm not stealing a penguin for you."

"I knew it," she sniffed. "You don't love me."

So love now means poaching a flightless waterfowl so the wife can make a habitat for it in the bathroom.