The cat I serve also has a steely gaze; it informs me when she wishes to be lifted to the bathroom counter to drink from the glass there. Freshen the water, while you’re at it!
Better to be the irritated than the irritating, perhaps. But, way too excitable? Isn’t that just another attempt to tell women they should go back to the nail salon and shut up so men can continue making the vastly successful world-improving decisions they’ve been making the last millenia or so?
Oh, wait. Was that sarcasm? Sorry, I must be too excitable today…I’ll go take a nap.
I love Sylvia and all its characters. If insanity can be droll, that’s Sylvia’s take on reality. Rock on! But hey–how about a little more Lonely Detective?
Why is Lor taking Lila there? I heard the era of matchy-matchy is over!