torn away
Orientation: Normal
I’m back. Maybe when I’m in a better mood I’ll post more about my trip home.
I had a real chance for happiness with this female I met (with a baby! so cute!) but the human discovered me. If I had real claws, he would not have lived to gloat, but I have no appendages with which to defend myself. So the human won through use of much force, and now I’m back to sitting on a monitor instead of a ‘roo and wearing those fake human eye glasses to look like I’m awake.
Am I bitter? I should be basking in the early summer Australian sun, eating eucalyptus with my potential future mate. You try not being bitter.