One of the reasons I get so cranky at school is because I'm without my cranky little featherball, Tookie. My apartment doesn't allow pets and I think a parakeet would be very difficult to hide.
So, in honor of the little guy who chews on my hands makes and me smile even when I feel like I'm going to throw up, this post is for him.
(Apologies for phoning it in today-- still not feeling well.)
K.
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