It's no wonder I can't get any real work done.My crown--the thing which contains my thoughts and helps me get them out--has been mauled by a vicious black kitty bent on world domination.
Well, mostly he just likes to bite things...but he's put so many holes in the Great Crown of Wonder that it just doesn't work anymore.
It finally happened.
Something of mine met a toothy death.
I am in mourning, and may never get over this.
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