It’s a gloomy day. Rain keeps us inside. It’s muggy and slow around here. A little sun breaks through, but it’s not enough to inspire Jack.
He stays on the chair and watches me clean the house. Even with one eye, he’s so expressive. And he’s not amused.
I know. I know. It’s a slow and gloomy day. We shall survive it together.
I will make tea. I will pet my one-eyed cat. We shall survive.