The Couch Critter is moving out....

I hadn't realised how much STUFF he had in here...

I am going to miss him somehow. He farts when he wakes up, and then says, 'good MORNING!' And I say 'Good morning to you too...' And then I go to the WC and he yells, 'Oh! The blast master is destroying the toilet seat'

Uh-huh. But it makes me smile, and have little to smile about these days. You have to take it where you get it from.

But... he was caring, sometimes he really got on my case... but has been a friend.

So in a couple of days, my little place is gonna be emptier than it has been.

And I am going to miss my couch critter.

I had a follow-up thought, but he completely threw it out of my head.

Maybe I will get better....