Around 5:00am I got up to run to the bathroom, and told
plumtreeblossom where I was going. She woke up enough to say that she’d go after me, and then said “I should be clumping.” “What?” I asked? “Clumping. Climbing trees. It’s how they hunt prey. But it’s not my day for it.” I wish we knew what dream that came out of!
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I like the idea of hunting on a schedule.
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