So, I pulled out 14,000 Things to be Happy About, flipped it open to a random page, and my eyes fell on this gem.
Doesn't that sound tasty? And cozy. And perfect. I'm ready to move whenever we find it. Maybe with a sunny, yellow door, because Bash would love that!
Speaking of Bash, he ended up on the wrong end of a broom last night. Being a head wound it bled. A lot. He'll survive though, and even asked hopefully about a scar like Harry Potter.
There were tears or remorse on Parker's part, who hadn't fully thought about the impracticality of a broom in a sword fight. Hopefully it will be awhile before they try that again.
Maybe, one day, it can be in a blueberry house with vanilla trim and cranberry shutters.