ive been feeding these suckers for months and they wont let me get near them.
theres one that lives under the house who just zips back and forth into the hole and to the food like someones gonna eat him.
then theres others who wander over when alls clear and nibble and saunter off.
today i got home after a long day and they followed me to my door and one just sat there in front of me
and i reached down and it came and let me stroke his back.
of course i immedately washed my hands because he was disgusting and not at all soft
because hes been living in the streets of hollywood
but it was nice.
when i opened the door to find some leftover sushi to stoke him with dern fool followed me into the damn house.
his buddies werent so sure about things and i appreciate that.
found some food, also figured a nice little tupperware bowl of water wouldnt be so bad.
turned on the tv to kennedy, kmele, and welch’s tv show the independents
and heard a Terminix commercial playing the opening strains of Hells Bells.