a life well lived

Last night, i went to bed at 8:00pm. i was tired, and i hopped in bed and started reading at about 7:00. and by 8:00, i was a gonner. and then, kar came to bed at 10:30, and i woke up, and of course i was then wide awake. so i tried to sleep a bit more, but it was a completely useless cause, and i eventually headed out to the couch to watch tennis.

and then, out of the corner of my eye, i thought i saw something. but i wasn't sure, and when i looked, there was nothing there. but i was pretty sure i did see something, so i stared at that exact spot on the carpet for the next minute straight. nothing happened. i saw nothing. and then, just as i was looking away, i saw it again, and i looked back. and there he was.



i watched him hustle around for a while. the little dude is so darn cute, you really just don't want to take him out... so i didn't.

eventually, i fell asleep. this morning, i relayed the details of my evening's experience to kar, only to find that.. for whatever reason, she was less enthused than i was bout this new guest.

unfortunately, my cause was not particularly furthered when, a few minutes later, the furry fella decided to hop out from behind the dresser while kar was doing her hair. he caught my eye from behind kar's back, and i did my best to give him that imploring, 'cmon man, i wanna help you here, but you gotta HELP me help you...' look... but the damage was all but done.

so it's with some measure of sadness that i tell you that, following the day's work, i made a stop, performed my spousal duty, and made my purchase



i'll keep you posted, but i think this story is all but over. i'd like to say he lived a long and happy life, but i just don't know. i mean, he looked happy, but... it was dark, and.. i just hope he was happy.