Jan 29, 2022
Nature is Metal
So there’s a bat corpse just outside the house. No clue how it got there, no idea what happened to the bat, or what fit of spite made it decide, with its dying breath, to plonk itself down on our porch. Everyone’s panicking, trying to figure out how to clean up the mess, and no one wants to go near it. And then the neighbourhood cat shows up, and without a sound, drags the whole mess away to some undisclosed location, for purposes I’d rather not know. Didn’t even leave a stain.
Little shit shows up half the time to make a mess of things or snatch some fish out the frying pan, but you know what? The next time she shows up for a fish, she can have it. We’re still scrubbing the floor just in case.
