Warm. Susan is slithering in my shirt. I don’t love this.
Oh.
Yoiks.
NO ONE/NOTHING is going to slither in MY shirt!! *doing the panic dance*
ok, I’ll bite. Who is Susan? Now in my house if something slithers in your shirt your choices are 6 dogs, 5 turtles, a bearded dragon, a gecko, a corn snake or a finch. Usually it’s the chihuahua duo right in the small of my back as I type slowly pushing me out of the chair.