Where Wren Boudreau (m/m author) mutters and comments about, y'know, stuff.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Quick! Somebody write a story!
Excerpt from the Weekly Irregular, article by Ima Gadfly:
Residents of Peachtree Lane were dealt a surprise last week when the reclusive inhabitants of the old Willowfield Estate stepped out to enjoy a rare day of sun. Mrs. Lovie McGoggle said, "I was walking the dog when I saw something moving in that back field behind the main house. Little Precious stopped to make a deposit, and when I got done bagging it, the men were gone and those, um, those, big kitties were just sitting there. I don't think they saw me, and I snapped that picture real quick. I just love my iPhone!"
It is widely thought that the residents of Willowfield Estate are members of the Long Claw League, a fellowship of intellectuals and academicians who study a broad spectrum of biology, metaphysics and metamorphosis. It is quite unusual to see their test subjects - as we can only assume that's what they are - out in the light of day.
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Her wish, your command? :)
ReplyDeleteOh, no, I didn't mean me!
ReplyDeleteI didn't mean you, either, really, Only sort of. ;)
ReplyDeleteNo. ;P
ReplyDeleteI think the 2nd one from the right is cutielicious, don't you?
He. I was thinking the one the second from the right has the best facial expression. I think rather a cheeky sort. :-)
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely. He's either the spoiled brat or the troublemaker!
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