Ho hum. Saru wandered aimlessly around the park, kicking at weeds here and there as he did so. He had gotten house fever again, so his master had booted him out of the house. He grumbled. That lovely little witch was fine, but she was so... strict sometimes.
Having reached the playground, he perched his little rear on the center of one of the swings and used his tail to rock himself to and fro. Had his legs been any longer, he would have been able to use the toy properly. Alas! He was resigned to limp swinging.
It was still fun, though. A breeze filtered through his fur, and he tilted his head skyward to cloud watch.
Having reached the playground, he perched his little rear on the center of one of the swings and used his tail to rock himself to and fro. Had his legs been any longer, he would have been able to use the toy properly. Alas! He was resigned to limp swinging.
It was still fun, though. A breeze filtered through his fur, and he tilted his head skyward to cloud watch.