Testing testing 1, 2, 3
It's a quiet afternoon in San Francisco, overcast and cool.
X has the front windows open, and the purple curtains stir in the breeze. They stir even more when Farrah starts batting at them, prompting Steve to blink lazily from his position on the cat tree.
Then he goes back to sleep.
X, meanwhile, stands up from the couch, heading to the kitchen -- and the freezer.
It is time to feed the fish.
X has the front windows open, and the purple curtains stir in the breeze. They stir even more when Farrah starts batting at them, prompting Steve to blink lazily from his position on the cat tree.
Then he goes back to sleep.
X, meanwhile, stands up from the couch, heading to the kitchen -- and the freezer.
It is time to feed the fish.