TBAY: Feeding Coney and MD letters

[Melody <Malady579@hotmail.com>]

No: HPFGUIDX 47907

>From the back porch, Melody and Pip watched the large form of the wolf
disappear in the horizon.  Coney hopped up beside them and tilted her
head staring at the horizon too.  Melody looked down and laughed.
"Look - Coney misses Grey already."

Pip looked down at the bunny.  "You know I bet this thing is hungry.
That is why it is biting everyone.  I mean, a biting bunny is all well
and good, but it could scare away everyone from coming to visit the
safe house."  Pip scooped up Coney and turned to enter the house again.

"God forbid that," Melody commented with a hint of sarcasm and
followed Pip and Coney back into the kitchen.

"Sneaky, what do we have in the way of food for a bunny?" Pip asked
placing Coney on the floor and going to prepare herself a cup of tea.

Melody filled a bowl of water for the rabbit and placed it on the
floor next to the cabinet.  Sneaky was digging through the vegetable
drawer and tossed out the expected carrots, lettuce, and a cluster of
radishes onto the counter.

Melody grabbed the carrot and appraised it condition.  The rabbit,
though, seemed to find it quite perfect.  She jumped full force into
the air, locked her jaws down on the carrot, flipped over, and landed
back on her feet chomping away at the carrot noisily.

"Wow!  *That* was cool," Pip commented from the teakettle.

Sneaky, though, was quite scared by the feat and was currently hiding
on top of the refrigerator barely peeping out over the edge.
"Mistress Pip, Miss Melody, that thing is possessed," she said
cowering behind the cereal boxes.

Melody looked up at the house elf and smiled.  "Ah, Sneaky.  It is
just hungry.  See," Melody said while tossing a radish into the air
causing Coney to deftly catch it mid flight and land with grace.
"It's a circus bunny."

"Does it - eat meat?" Sneaky asked not convinced of Coney's innocence.

"Hmmm...good question Sneaky," Melody said crossing to the fridge and
taking out a t-bone steak.  "Grey won't be needing this for a while.
Can't let it spoil, now can we?"

Coney stopped chewing on the radish and looked up at the steak with
deep penetration.  "Um, Melody.  You might want to let that steak ease
onto the floor," Pip suggested backing away from the bunny.

Melody locked eyes with the bunny, put the steak on a plate, and
lowered the plate slowly to the ground.  The moment she let go of the
plate, Coney pounced on the meat and devoured it bone and all.

This time both Melody and Pip jumped and joined Sneaky on the kitchen
counter causing Pip to spill her tea on the floor.

"What sort of rabbit does *that*?" Pip asked not sure if having Coney
in the house was a good idea.

"A meta-thinking bunny," Melody said transfixed by the bunny.  "This
bunny devoured every thing [i.e. definitions] we put in front of it
with more fierceness than normal.  Cool."

"Cool indeed," Sneaky squeaked now from further back on top of the
fridge.  Coney hiccupped and the t-bone of the steak projected out
from her mouth and hit the magical dishwasher.  If Melody wasn't
mistaken the bunny even smiled afterwards.

"So what are we going to do Mel?" Pip asked.  "We can't have a bunny
that eats everything in this house including the guests."

"True," Melody nodded.  "Seems we need to range in Coney somehow.
Seems some people on the site would be scared of Coney.  Maybe if we
can wean them on a new word we can keep Coney around for us, and they
can be happy with their own pet."

"I think this metaphor is getting a bit tiring Mel," Pip said lowering
her feet back onto the floor, refilling her teacup, and crossing over
to the table.

"Ok, ok.  I just wanted to play with it a while," Melody said walking
over to join Pip.  "Coney can be just a guard bunny then.  And a
parlor trick for guests.  I'll train her to not bit guests...well
except on command.  Can't help it the bunny is a bit protective after
all." she added with a twinkle in her eye.

"Good, good.  So what has been the discussion while I have been away
these past few days?" Pip asked leaning back in her chair.

"Same as always.  What is meta-thinking and why is it that we don't
accept those types of critiques?" Melody explained.  "Oh and happy
your trip went well Pip.  Happy you are back."

"Thank you," smiled Pip.  "All went well.  So did we give our normal
response to such inquiries?"

"Yes, yes, but it seemed to confuses more than help.  Frankly Pip, I
don't know how else to explain it all," Melody said.  "What can we do
about this meta-thinking problem?  Seems if we started it then we
should help end the suffering caused by it."

"Well, what is their questions now?" asked Pip.

"Someone suggested we change the name to pure Greek form," Melody offered.

"Yeah, but there are at least four different Greek words for the verb
'think'.  That could be more confusing.  Besides the problem is not in
the word 'think'." Pip said taking a sip from her teacup.

"The problem is in how encompassing is the ideas of outside the text
and inside the text," Melody said gravely.

Sneaky moved from above the refrigerator and peeked out at the floor.
 "Is it safe?" she squeaked.

"Yes, of course it is Sneaky," Pip called.  "Don't be afraid of Coney.
 She wouldn't bit you."

"You can't promise that Mistress Pip," Sneaky said crawling down to
the counter.

Melody looked over to the house elf and promised, "Sneaky, if that
bunny bits you, I can assure you it will not bit you again."

Sneaky looked gravely at the two women and lowered herself onto the
floor against her better judgment.  Coney watched the little house elf
with great interest and made a hop towards her when Sneaky set both
feet onto the floor causing Sneaky to jump back on the counter in
hast.  It looked like Coney was laughing again.

"Coney, stop *that*.  Don't tease Sneaky like that," Melody chastised
the bunny while jumped up from the table to go and pick up the rabbit.
 "Sorry Sneaky.  This bunny is a handful."

Sneaky gave Coney an evil look as she jumped off the counter and ran
off to the next room.

"Gee, I hope Sneaky will forgive me for bringing Coney here," Melody
said a little worried.

"Give her time.  She'll see Coney is harmless to us.  Hey, did you
hear that Cindy came by earlier today?" Pip asked from over at the
table as Melody went to rejoin her.

"No," Melody said smiling.  "What did she say *this* time?"

"Seems she finally figured out she is a meta-thinker.  Quite honored
to be so it seems to." Pip said.

"She came by to say just that?" Melody asked.

"No, she went on and on about something, but she did not make much
sense," Pip explained grinning.  "But Cindy was so proud of herself,
that I could not try to fix her logic."

Melody nodded, "Well at least *someone* has come out happy in the
midst of all this discussion.  Glad it could be Cindy.  Oh, and we got
a lovely letter from Becky today," Melody said remembering the mail in
her pocket.  "Seems we have a supporter in her.  You should read it
Pip," Melody smiled passing the letter to Pip.

"Yeah, it seems we have many closet supports of MD lately coming out
of the woodworks.   See, we are not alone like you thought," Pip
smiled while unfolding the letter.

"I like the Becky's point #2.  The one about Dumbledore's
manipulation.  I do think the problem mostly has revolves around the
listee's 'own view of the world' as she said.  And I am glad we are
making some sense," Melody said while petting Coney who seems quite
content.

"Yes, very nice," Pip smiled finishing the letter and putting it back
in the envelope.  "That is very encouraging."

"Yeah, David too sent a nice letter but had a question to pose,"
Melody said pulling out another letter.

"How much mail did we get today?" Pip asked taking the next letter.

"Oh, just the normal amount, but I wanted to brings these to you in
person," Melody said.  "Now he asked about the limitations for the
reader in analyzing book scenarios on how the reader can read emotions
that are not written into the text.  He related this to the GG when we
say Voldemort is lying."

Pip read the letter and sat back in her chair again placing the letter
on the table.  "What would you say?" she asked.

"Well I would say that many times, things are *meant* to stay cloaked
from the reader's knowledge, so that we don't see it coming.  It is an
author's choice.  A choice that can be really just as deceiving as
giving a character's reactions.

After all, hasn't this site turned over Dumbledore's gleam from all
angles without much appeasement?  JKR gave the reaction there, and we
still have no satisfaction.  So, if she decided to show Harry's view
of Voldemort's reactions to his words, what would change really in our
debates?

Harry's observational skills are questioned by us since it is his
skills that are so faulty in the books.  Look how many times he blames
Snape when he is actually innocent.  And besides, just because Harry
does not observe a reaction, it does not mean it isn't there or we are
supposed to *not* think more of it."

"You read this letter a lot, didn't you?" Pip asked smiling.

"It took me a bit to fully understand what David was getting at, I
must confess.  I was not sure if he was asking us to answer his
question or asking our dissenters to answer," Melody explained.

"So, that is all then?" Pip asked starting to rise from her chair.

"Yeah, pretty much," Melody nodded shifting the bunny in her lap. "You
off for a bit?"

"Just to my study as usual," Pip said walking toward the paneled room.
 "If anything else comes up, just knock."

"Ok." Melody said cheerfully.  "Think I'll take Coney outside and
teach her what she should and should not bit."

Pip turned around.  "And what will determine that?"

"Oh," Melody said behind a huge grin, "I bet you can guess."


Melody
who started writing this thing this morning but had to keep adding and
cutting bits as people posted.