look up and to the left
i rubbed the catnip into the rat and dragged it across the kitchen floor. uga and duchess fought over that minted cushion of cotton for half hour or more. they wore themselves out and then stretched out upon the couch. belly up purring themselves to sleep, do they dream of tiny cotton stuffed sheep? in a couple of hours i will open a tin and empty the contents onto a plate. all the rodents out there are fed poison.