The Truth About Dust Bunnies

Just now I saw this giant dust bunny slowly emerge from my dirty laundry and drag itself painfully across the carpet...

Turns out one of my fire belly toads had escaped (they can do that climber's chimney thing up the corner of the tank) and was completely covered in cat hair and fuzz. I washed him off (with bottled water) and he's back in the tank, perched miserably on the log, half in and half out of the water. Not a happy camper at all.

Romantic Interlude

him: I could spend the rest of the night hugging you.

me: I could spend the rest of my *life* hugging you.

him: You just had to one-up me didn't you?

me: Not if you kill me before the end of the night.

him: See? Now I can't do it because I would miss out on these little life insights of joy and wisdom.

The Things You Do For Love

me: You're not allowed to die before me and leave me alone.

ttk: Okay...have some more acetaminophen.