a town called E.

By Eej

*purrrrrrr*


It stopped raining long enough to lull me into thinking I might make it home without getting soaking wet. And then it started to throw buckets of water at me again.

On a brighter note: I found a dollar bill in the front yard.
I'm wondering if I accidentally undressed with the curtains open.
In which case I'm also wondering if I should be offended I only got a dollar.

On an even brighter note: the short side of the week is calling. Yay.

And coming home to an exuberantly happy Zeb is always such a pleasure. (He is obviously pretending to be quiet introvert kitty here.)

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