i (i) wrote,

buddy has become quite obsessed with capturing the elusive spots of light. in the morning, when the sun peeks through the shades at an angle, and shadows dance alongside reflections from my watch or his tag, he is fixated, adrenaline pumping, that little propeller on his butt spinning at warp speed. he jumps on them, only to have them disappear as he blocks the source. he tries to bite the spots off the wall, over and over. poor guy is destined to lead a life of frustration.

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