The Wisdom of Trundles

The pre-morning-nap nap.
The pre-morning-nap nap.

Trundles knows the world is a crazy, sometimes very scary place. Trundles hasn’t read or watched the news–he was too busy trying to roll over, a perennial goal his corkscrewed body rarely reaches but that doesn’t stop him from trying. However, he has heard me discuss current events with Miss B (who always listens, but rarely ventures an opinion, unless it’s to growl every time she hears a certain tiny-handed orange-haired demagogue from the computer speakers) and various others. And Trundles, being the kind giving soul that he is, offers this by way of consolation:

STILL GOT NAPS. NAPS GOOD. EAR RUBS GOOD. BELLY SKRITCHES. POOPING GREAT. KIBBLE BIG GREAT. BUT NAPS AND NEWFRIENDS BEST.

And there you have it, my friends. At least we still have naps. (And pooping.)

  • Tess Lecuyer

    That face!!
    I kept going back to your page to look at it.
    Got me through my Monday.

    Thanks Trundles!

  • Trundles is happy to help. He offers his face for gentle smooshings and his ears for skritches.

  • Tess Lecuyer

    I do believe my cats, Isbn & Belisarius, can spare some smooshings and skritches. They disagree, but are easily distracted.