Meet My Entourage

Why don't I begin by telling you about those who serve me? Meet The Peep With Hooters, aka The Girl, aka Door Opener. She sleeps beside Can Opener, aka The Peep With Dangly Bits, aka The Boy. And I sleep between them. At least lately I choose to do so. And they love it when I do. Honestly!

Aside from the Fleshies, I live with my fur brother, Zephyr. He's big and orange and white, and he's a little slow, if you know what I mean. I'm talking physically and mentally here, folks. Thankfully, he has me to look after him. He'd be lost without me. I tell him what to do and groom him when necessary. He's a pretty good chum, really. As long as he does what I tell him to do, nobody gets hurt.

So much to write about this house and those who dwell within. And the yard! I've got so much to say about the yard. . . but I tire. And the Peeps await upstairs, with a nice warm valley between them for me to sleep between.