I’m not sure this has anything to do with writing– except perhaps the interruption of it when a certain kitten attacks my feet–Â but I figured I would introduce anyone who gives a crap to the new light of my life: Charlie.
Charlie will likely serve as a source of inspiration. Mostly because his energy is boundless, and he is a huge goofball, just like myself. I am a first-time cat owner, and loving every minute of it– save the countless times he decides to wake me up for want of play. And when I say wakes me up I mean claws at my feet. And when I say play, I mean claw at my feet more.
Charlie bids you all a fun and safe Labor Day Weekend. We’ll be spending it camping.
