Story #3

From a cousin:

A decade or two ago I visited City Mouse when she was recovering from Lyme Disease. The disease had temporarily paralyzed one side of her face. City Mouse smiles a lot, as we all know, but this time half her face was smiling, the other half was not, so she appeared to making a sarcastic grin. This had the effect of coloring every statement she made, from "good to see you!" to "why are you laughing at me?" with heavy irony. It was like adding a silent "not" to every statement.

"That's so cruel! (not)"

"Really, stop! (not)"

"I'm not being funny! (not)"

Poor thing!