I hope I’m recovered from my working weekend at Imaginarium. Way fun, but way work, so way tired. Much peopling happened.
So before the weekend, I went to Janie Day with her brother and one of her friends. Brother told me about a neighbor from across the street who came over and complained that the feral cats who hang around Jane’s house (now the brother’s house) came over, “crapping in my bushes.” Wanted to know what the brother was going to do about these feral cats going where they wanted and doing what they wanted.
So Janie’s brother considered his options and, after due deliberation, offered this:
Well, I can have a talk with them.
I’ll let you know if that works.
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