Since I haven’t been able to write anything, I’ve gotten back into drawing. How I’ve missed the smell of sharpie markers. Other than that, my animal adventures have continued.
A cat
I come home one day to find a cat sitting in my yard. It was huge. More monster than cat. It looked at me with blue eyes that chilled me to the core. It said nothing, but the message was clear – I was the intruder. Eventually, it left, presumably because it had more important things to do.
A cat...erpillar
There’s no clearer sign that I’m either lonely or insane when I let live a greedy little caterpillar I found raiding the kitchen herb planters that my mother brought up on her last trip (her thought was that living herbs in my kitchen would somehow transform me from a hobo-soup making neanderthal into some sort of gourmet chef). Not only did I not smite it, but over the next few days I watched it and realized that it was my brother in gluttony. Who am I to deny it the existence of excess when I would do exactly the same thing should circumstance prevail?
It took the caterpillar five days to reduce the plants in my kitchen. Today I went out and bought some more, plus a plastic box to put plant and caterpillar in.
I go to transfer the caterpillar to its new food wonderland and...
Psych! There’s two of them!
My partner named them Basil and Dawson. What an adventure.
A cat
I come home one day to find a cat sitting in my yard. It was huge. More monster than cat. It looked at me with blue eyes that chilled me to the core. It said nothing, but the message was clear – I was the intruder. Eventually, it left, presumably because it had more important things to do.
A cat...erpillar
There’s no clearer sign that I’m either lonely or insane when I let live a greedy little caterpillar I found raiding the kitchen herb planters that my mother brought up on her last trip (her thought was that living herbs in my kitchen would somehow transform me from a hobo-soup making neanderthal into some sort of gourmet chef). Not only did I not smite it, but over the next few days I watched it and realized that it was my brother in gluttony. Who am I to deny it the existence of excess when I would do exactly the same thing should circumstance prevail?
It took the caterpillar five days to reduce the plants in my kitchen. Today I went out and bought some more, plus a plastic box to put plant and caterpillar in.
I go to transfer the caterpillar to its new food wonderland and...
Psych! There’s two of them!
My partner named them Basil and Dawson. What an adventure.
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