The Gonzo Wolf

It’s a chilly morning in Dallas; the kind when the smoke hangs heavy in the air, teases familiar shapes, and then flies away to see what they’re doing on the other side of town. Just think: if everyone stopped and did that all at once, how wonderful of a world it would be. Metaphorically, I mean.

My kitty cat fantasy has come true. Now, can they make a bird game?

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