I was going to drag him out to the front lawn for full on shiny sun but the neighbors across the street are busy moving in and I don’t want their first experience in the neighborhood to be OH UM THAT SNAKE IS HUGE I HAVE SMALL CHILDREN CAN WE MOVE AWAY PLEASE
I like to warm up to people before pulling out the big kids or perhaps just never mention the snakes at all that works too.
So instead, I chronicled Dumat’s adventure in the backyard. For reference, he’s just hit 30lbs on the dot and my ball pythons could fit into the back bootycoil in the photo above.
But then I circled around and with the camera between our faces I think he forgot who I was for a moment.
wait who you
WHO YOU THO HUFFHUFFHUFF
oh just mom nvm
cmon mum
Meanwhile, an anole on the roof flipping it’s shit out EITHER GODZILLA CAME HOME OR I’M HIGH AS BALLS
wait wait wait wait
wait
stop everything
what are this
what ARE this????
oh a plank well ok lets go find totoro then he’s in here rite
…no baby no, only a huge cloud of mosquitoes were in there, and I promptly dragged him back inside while I slowly died of bloodloss
We still have another announcement to make today, but we will like to share our proof of the zine! We still may make a few adjustments but here’s a first look Hope you all are excited!
A minor comedic moment the Author has found exceptionally hilarious. A poor palace guard with a thin moustache remarkable only in its scarcity dropped a large serving platter full of borscht cups onto General Morozova. In his embarrassment the general summoned shadows to cover himself, much like a toddler. Although it wasn’t too difficult for an Alkemi to clean it up, this Author found the image of fuschia pink decorating the sub-par General to be a delight.
let’s ignore that this doesn’t look like borscht, shall we?
