英语手抄报：Plant Anything(2)

　　Then an expression of dawning realization spread across her face. It held an odd combination of amusement and alarm.

　　"Valerie, I'm so sorry...."

　　"What?"

　　"I'm truly sorry...."

　　"What?!"

　　She paused as if to prepare me for her news. Then she slowly said, "That was cat poop."

　　"What?!"

　　"Cat poop," she repeated. "I'm afraid I cleaned the litter box out before I left and forgot to put it in the garbage. I guess I must have left it on the back steps. You planted cat poop."

　　News like this doesn't sink in immediately. It sort of bounces around in your head and all you can hear are the echoes. Cat poop... cat poop....

　　Miriam looked at my face- and did the best she could to keep from laughing. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she pressed her lips tightly together. I usually have a good sense of humor. But I was too busy replaying the images of me picking these hard little corm-like kernels(核心程序)from a brown paper bag and lovingly planting them in Mother Earth's bosom. I took a long drink of my wine. I wasn't sure I could laugh about this.

　　Miriam managed to pull herself together. She cleared her throat and, sensing my state of shock, politely asked, "So, where did you plant them?"

　　"Uh, next to the catnip," I replied. The next thing I knew we both had collapsed into a fit of laughter. Much to my surprise, I was laughing. And it felt good. Very good.

　　Years have passed since then, and both our gardens and our friendship have continued to grow. That story has grown, too - to become one of our dearest bonds. I guess, true to form, I really will try to plant just about anything.