It’s not your imagination, it’s been a while
It's me, your ol' pal Alice, acting like no time has passed.
No one wants to hear my apologies and excuses for why I haven’t written in two months, right? I didn’t think so.
MOVING ON
Leo is settling in his new fur-ever (sorry) home. and I don’t know whether it’s increased confidence or a growing realization that he has more to lose — but for whatever reason, his personality has become increasingly spirited. By which I mean, he’s decided that anyone who is not us, be they person or animal, is to be murdered. Murdered! With his eensy lil’ fangs!
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