The cats have stolen my tiny DS9 figurine that lived on the back of a toy turtle on my desk.
I’d say, “This means war,” except… I think it was actually the final blow in an ongoing war.
The cats won. I give up.
The cats are in charge now.
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
The cats have stolen my tiny DS9 figurine that lived on the back of a toy turtle on my desk.
I’d say, “This means war,” except… I think it was actually the final blow in an ongoing war.
The cats won. I give up.
The cats are in charge now.