He eats rubber bands, hurls on radiator, rug, and desk in Zoom class.
Suddenly awake and aware of crazy racket downstairs, I steal downstairs, grab my phone, tiptoe to the living room, flip on the light, and bust Shadow AGAIN. Tree-creeper!
5/7/5 a day, kid! I make T-shirts designed with haikus ON THEM like talismans divining a spectral path through this world of lo-fi cat reticence! Magus level Epsilon. If you … Continue reading New T-shirt: Haiku got your back