You didn’t think I was serious about the whole running away-thing did you? Well now you know better:
I believe introductions are in order? MY Island, meet Reader.Reader, MY Island.Bit possessive, what? But that’s because this is the Pet I Never Wanted and the Home I Never Had and awww.. just lookit that chair there! Melodrama apart, this is it, people.We’ve come to the Fork In The Road -and guess what? You don’t get to come to MY Island ( just in case the whole ‘Private Property sign wasn’t hostile enough).Because that defeats the purpose, you know? Which, for the curious of you ( although if you’re a cat, don’t say I didn’t warn you!) includes running away from It All ( Yeah, It All, like a shiny new band name or something),living on tropical fruits, going all cavegirl-inventor, and maybe making a movie out of it.From scratch.Like, build my own equipment and everything.Hey, I’ll still need to fight boredom ( we have a long, violent history.).
Anyway, don’t come looking for me, or Sharkie (the Shark, if it wasn’t apparent) will have more than boring old seafood for lunch, not that he’s complaining.
Yes, he punctuates.What can I say..Like Master, like Sharkie? So proud of you, *sniff!
Miss me !