I am having a very bad couple of days, so I decided to cuddle Ollie and Blixa and talk to anyone who would listen about how cute they both are. Now Ollie is by my feet and Blixa is on my chest, and the latter is making tiny little snoring noises.
Dear guy who opened his van trunk remotely and hit me with it while deadass looking me in the eye as I rounded from my car, and then didn't apologize, but rather stared at me like I'd done something wrong by being there at the moment you decided to hit that button:
Happy thanksgiving, you folk. If I’m playing the I’m thankful game, I’m certainly so to know all of you and to have you all as unique little parts of my life.