Mike: "What are you looking at out there?"
Me: "There's a bunny out there, see? She's tucked over by the fence, real still. I saw her before, when I was pulling out of the garage to go to Mass. I think maybe she's nesting!"
Later that same day...
Mike: "Are you looking out there again? Why are you stalking that bunny?"
Me: "We're kindred spirits."
I mean, it's so obvious, right?