Mating season is over. Pirate ate a big, fat mouse this morning. He didn’t take more than a minute to notice it and grab it. He must have been hungry—especially since he hasn’t eaten anything in a month.
I wish people could do that. We could lock ourselves in a closet with a case of Evian water and wait to get thin. That’s what Anansi did in Anansi and the Talking Melon.
We’d have the obesity epidemic licked.