Did a little low calorie snacking, and am a third of the way through this bowl of Wilke Back Bay w/o perique in a straight smooth brown undated pre-Republic Peterson Dublin Sterling Canadian 264 with a sterling silver band and a tapered black vulcanite stem. I heard Tomato the Brave snore a little on the couch. Harry the Hairy came in to eat, but he did very little of that. Attention was what he had in mind, and after he got that, he went back out. I fed Daisy the Feral Princess outside because she hasn't moved off that deck lounge all evening. Waiter service and private dining are among the perks of being a feral princess.
