At first I thought it was a trick question – I wasn’t expecting a delivery. But I reflected that the postman didn’t know that, so it was just inappropriate nosiness.
“I don’t know”, I answered truthfully.
“Cat! Cat is in the box! Alive or dead?”
Oh – that old chestnut. Though I was curious why a famous conundrum had presented itself on my doorstep in this unusual way. I should have been alerted earlier that something odd was happening, because the postie was a King Charles Spaniel in a smart peaked cap.
“It’s a common misconception that Schrodinger was proposing….. ”, I began. But the little dog was not listening. It was staring at the lid and yapping.
So instead I just ripped it open. The box was empty. The spaniel sighed as though disappointed at being robbed once again of an answer. Then it trudged slowly, disconsolately, out of the gate.