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Sunday August 30, 2026 |
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we've been finding little clear puddles of mystery puke lately; this morning on the windowsill for overnight guests jo and min to see--how embarrassing, but they're extreme cat people too so it was ok. on our daily one hour walk, sunny ate what turned out to be his last grass- hopper. a few minutes afterwards, he lightly convulsed and retched up some fluid and just a trace of carapace. sorry, buddy, no more chitinous exoskeletons for you. from now on, catch and release. |
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what are we even doing here? why did i think buying a fixerupper was a good idea? could i not think of anything better to do? a house like this eats you alive.... but it's a gentle digestive process, lulled like an insect lured by a pitcher plant. 4 years into the process and i can't imagine what it'd be like to be done. sometimes i fear i'm wasting my life, but then i think of all the people checked out in front of screens--but not you! that's not what i mean. we laid some pavers in the heat. |