I couldn’t find Pandora when I got home yesterday. I looked everywhere, then looked everywhere again. I finally found her on top of the fridge. Now, back when she was younger, she used to perch on the fridge and every other high surface in the house. She hasn’t done that so much the past few years, as she’s gotten more frail and wobbly. Apparently she’s feeling pretty spry these days, though, because she has claimed Mt. Fridge as her own personal queendom.
red paper boat 