My friend Pinky just gave me an early birthday present – the all-elusive lost cat notice
and found cat notice
of the same cat, across the street from one another. I have always wanted to see this.
And yes, Autumn is back home. Pinky is not some kind of jerk who would just notice this and laugh and not tell the parties involved. Autumn and I both thank you, Pinky.
I know this cartoon is supposed to be a mirthful celebration of autumn, but it’s kind of made me afraid to go outside. Those claws. Those teeth. I was surprised that the ducks didn’t have fangs.
I love autumn. I live in southern California where the temperature is currently a brisk 99°, so autumn doesn’t really mean leaves changing or people bundling up to watch the local pro football team. To me, autumn means Halloween and Thanksgiving, and eggcorns scattered about the landscape.
An eggcorn is a word or phrase that someone uses in place of a “correct” word or phrase, because he has heard the original phrase incorrectly or didn’t understand it, but wants to use the phrase; he makes up a phrase with a similar sound and (sometimes) meaning. Often the eggcorn misses the mark, but the results can be poetic:
“Eggcorn” itself is an eggcorn for “acorn.” And, of course, you can find eggcorns throughout the year, not just now. I just like thinking of squirrels reeking havoc and storing up post-dramatic stress disorders in their spears of influence right now, in preparation for winter.
I’ve been advised that the glow letters above are completely safe to click on.
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