FoodLady Chronicles: Prey Edition
Dear Herbert, you stalked and devoured your prey earlier like a wolf bringing down a caribou–I am ever so proud. That said, it was only a fly; maybe you don’t need to patrol the house and stare at each and every window screen in the hopes of further hunting? And please stop staring at any bumps in the concrete walls–they are not a fly, they have never been a fly, and regardless of your longing they will not turn into a fly. Also, you staring at a wall for 5 – 10 minutes at a time makes you look……special.
Knock it off.
Love, FoodLady
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