we’ve been doing a looking back:

at the things we’ve done. the

squirrels we’ve


the ones that

escaped. the tragedy and

mystery of tree climbing.

the sadness of a

disappearing critter. the

smells. my

god, the smells.

we’ve put time

into somma dat reflecting, and

we’ve done somma dat howling over

the lost things. and we’re ready for the

looking forward.

bring all of that shit on.

bring it on, and then

bring it on


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