MISC: The Girl Who Saved the World Part 55

[Drew Perron]

On Friday, December 30, 2016 at 1:19:56 AM UTC-5, George Phillies wrote:
> I sat with my legs over the edge of the perch, dropped a cat treat on each
> side, and waited not for very long. Soon I had a large cat leaned up on each
> side of me, both of them rubbing their heads against my arms as they waited
> for me to give them more treats or better yet a good combing. That went on
> for a solid 20 minutes, at the end of which I was out of treats, the curry
> comb had been cleaned several times, and they were both purring loudly.

D'awwwww ^.^ <3 <3 <3

> A horse’s lips nuzzled my hair. I pivoted happily. “Oh, Daffodil, you’ve
> really missed me, haven’t you?” A second Appaloosa came into the barn. “You,
> too, Snapdragon.” The horses really loved being hugged, especially at the
> same time

^............^

> He had made a vast number of westerns, films whose location is in dispute
> between Utah and Mongolia, and the esoteric, substantially incomprehensible
> motion picture Casablanca, which is still said to be one of the greatest
> films made in the last several thousand years.

This sentence just implies *so much* strangeness, it's fascinating

> My den had a very comfortable sofa, and I had a warm blanket.  At some point,
> several cups of tea later, I drifted off to sleep for half the afternoon,
> waking when I was ravenously hungry.

Little nitpick: The latter sentence is one I'd break in two, to emphasize the passing of time.

> Yes, the Namestone was perfectly safe, sealed behind a quarter inch of
> Impervium, but in the end I have to deal with it.I really did have to finish
> healing first. I have to eb sure that I deal with it, and not it deals with 
> me. 

Nicely put.

Drew "Casablanca really is a good movie" Perron