Undercooked brownies rest like sludge in the belly.
The Pterodactyl has secured an old microwave popcorn bag, taped it up and put a slit in the side. It’s where he keeps his growing collection of Lady Gaga pictures.
The Tyrant put a stick of butter in her lunch box this morning and pronounced it, “breakfast.” I [...]
In light of the growing evidence that cat germs lead to schizophrenia, the Diva has expanded our family with a hermit crab instead. Two hermit crabs, in fact, because we worried about just the one getting lonely. They don’t breed, do they? It seems like any conjugal visiting would require them to be together in [...]
The Diva has learned to surf.
She’s always been a bit of a fish, particularly in the pool. But this summer, she has become a beach girl. She dives in and out of the waves and frolics in the tidal pools, and has an eye for shark teeth. Then last month, she attended surf camp, [...]