Mark Atwood (fallenpegasus) wrote,
Mark Atwood
fallenpegasus

So I heard Sasha batting something around, picking it up, dropping it, and batting it again. I thought it was just one of the little foil balls I have about the apt for that very reason.

But I look over at her, and her "toy" is an odd shade of green. A green that is instantly recognizable.

The little monster had pulled over my wallet onto the floor, had pulled out my cash, and was knocking twenty dollar bills around the floor.

Sigh.
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