Another calico cat walks away.
Nothing wrong with a good, reliable tabby.
Nothing wrong with a good, reliable tabby.
Or pretty sure, anyway.
Come on, Autumn. Get over here.
Fork, or shovel?
And Osso Buco. Hand in hand.
And yet, I can’t be made to change.
Or, you could do both. Come visit. And also don’t.
Or highwire. It’s up to you.
Clean enough, anyhow.
Give the people what they want.