Saturday SlobberLove

SatSometimes on Saturday, after my brother and I have caught and eaten a beautiful yellow butterfly, much to our mother’s uproarious dismay, we like to take a self-imposed time-out by cuddling with our favorite toys—not moving an inch as she continues to judge us as murderers. And during this no-move-is-the-best-move time we like to plead with her to forgive us our trespasses because we know not what we have done.

Yours In Everlasting Forgiveness,
Charles Chompers

One Comment on "Saturday SlobberLove"

  1. Catalyst says:

    You know, Cooper. Oh, yes, you know, you rascal you. (By the way, there’s some pollen on your whiskers.)