a hamster diary entry:

in which Pavarotti recounts his grand adventure one cold November night. I'm not sure how long I've been free but it's wonderful! The loud thumping around from the humans is a little scary, but luckily when I crawl through this hole and between these giant pieces of wood, the thumping gets quieter. I think it … Continue reading a hamster diary entry:

Our Messiah: Part 3

"Grandmother Anna, you must stay in today," I sigh for the third time that morning. "You're not well." My mother's grandmother smiles at me, her eyes disappearing behind layers of soft wrinkled skin. "I am as well as I have ever been. The Lord's work will not wait. I must go and pray at the … Continue reading Our Messiah: Part 3