Zelda In A Bed

Zelda In A Basket by MarkOMeara

The cut on my nose is already starting to heal and Zelda, it seems, have taken a shine to sleeping between the two of us. I woke a couple a times during the night to find he spread out there between our two pillows.

I’m not scared of Zelda, she’s only every friendly and a little shy with people. But in the wee hours of the night I do worry a tiny bit about being caught up in pusscat skirmishes.

Lesson for the day - you’ve got to take the pointy with the fluffy.

Previously on this date..

• Three Candles - 2006
• Astonished - 2006
• Some Things Change Some Stay The Same - 2006
• Eyes Wired Open - 2006
• Podcast #17: The One With Shannon - 2005
• Staggering Forward With This Assignment - 2005
• Strange Turn For A Thursday - 2005
• What More Can A Po' Girl Do? - 2005
• Relationships With Narrative - 2004
• Licence To Age - 2004
• Pink Cement Trucks - 2004
• Schleepy Boy - 2004
• The Cool - 2004
• The End Of Formula - 2004
• Surviving Snot - 2004
• A Year's Much More Than A While* - 2003
• No News At Twelve - 2003