You are here


Fitzgerald has entered a new phase in his mommy-missing, having taken Drae's chair hostage. Attempts to wrest the chair from his control have resulted in lost limbs and the reduction of human beings to leaky meat-bags.

He will leave the chair only if he hears food hitting the bowl, and if he even suspects that someone might be thinking about using the chair, he runs back to it.

It would be rather cute, if I wasn't testing a website on her computer.