New Strings for an Old Stick
For those of you not in the know, The Stick is the absolutely unparalleled plaything that Torrey made for me last year. Originally The Stick had leaves, actual real leaves -- she had trimmed it from the bamboo plant outside the front window. Now that was fabulous. I love everything that comes from the outside world. Unfortunately, at first I ate all of the leaves (which definitely unsettled my stomach), but Torrey saved the day by tying a bunch of short strings onto the end. Wow! I thought The Stick couldn't get any better, but I sure was wrong: this thing is truly inspirational. To catch The Stick I often jump as much as three feet in the air (of course, my jumps have gotten a bit smaller as my belly has gotten a bit bigger). Every few months, Torrey replaces the shredded old strings with new strings. This is a major event in my life. I would write more about it, but now I really have to go play with The Stick.