Kermie
Animal Person
DECEMBER 21, 2009
Before I could even process his presence and figure out what to do, I heard the scrapes of Emily’s paws on her litter box in the guest room bathroom. He started frolicking with abandon in the dried green moss at the base of Bob, our resident Spathophylum. Lucky for Kermie, she was otherwise occupied. There is a God, I thought.
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