She cooed and swooned over Gulliver. She said he should be in a Disney movie. Yes, I agreed, he could be. She said she could picture him on a raft going down the Mississippi with a red scarf around his neck.
“I think he would be doing something more cerebral, like solving a crime, or proving my innocence when I am wrongly accused. And the scarf would be green.” I corrected.
“And Mel Gibson could do the voiceover!” She cheered.
“Matthew Broderick.” I said losing patience.
My dog, my movie.