Alright, technically it’s an Eostre box…
It was time to clean today, and as I got to the top shelf of the playstation, I uncovered Havelock, looking too adorable for words, in the Eostre basket, and the arses of Artemis and Agnes, jammed into their tube (That’s Mallory’s arse to the right side of the tube). Time to get a new one of those. A bigger one, I think.
okay, not quite. Rick cut some apple twigs for the crew – this one was well gnawed before ending up washed and dried. The rats had it well concealed in the sleeve of a hoodie.
Vasco died, losing a protracted fight against pneumonia. He died quietly, and was in no pain. He will be missed so very much. Vasco was a special being indeed, outgoing, friendly, caring, and ever inquisitive. Vasco had a great love of thunderstorms, the wilder and noisier the better. I would hold him up to a screen during storms, and he would cling to it, raising his nose high, relishing the thunder grumbling and blasts of rain borne on the wind. He held the hearts of myself and Hekuni Cat in particular, and there will be a little bit missing now, with Vasco’s absence. Goodnight, Vasco Stormrat. You will be remembered.