The other man
There is another man in my life.
He’s black and arrived at my house at 10pm last night in a torrential rain storm, in the cover of darkness.
He’s very young and has a special place in my heart already, but he makes Darwin insanely jealous.
He weighs 2.5lbs and his likes include cat food, chasing string and sleeping. That is, when he is not holed up under the couch in fear of the Ginger Terror.
Note the disdain from Darwin....
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