Frankensquirrel and Pig Eyeballs. I’m going to monitor this guy’s sales for a while, I think.

Back from my day’s mission of chores, the house is nicely clean, and the bed is made, covered in fresh sheets, warm from the dryer. Newt’s already perched on the pillowcase, in half-loaf position and purring. With that, and the patter of rain, I think I’ll join him in a little catnap. (Could you resist the call?)

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