Oct
29
simon and i. he’s such a shit head. but the most lovable of all.
one day simon and i were sitting on the porch, enjoying the morning sun. as i sipped my cup of tea, he looked past me at a hole in the weatherboards and exclaimed in an oh-now-it-all-fits-together tone, “so there is something living in there!” to which i was totally bewildered. i turned around to see fur poking out of the slit in the side of the house.
and there he was - wally. he lives in the walls.
wally the possibility possum.
