I’m off to Washington D.C. for a book event tonight (7 p.m.) at Politics and Prose, a famous independent bookstore. If you’re in the area, do stop by, and if you buy and book and say the magic word (“Maru”), you’ll get a cat drawn in it. I’ll be back in Chicago on Friday afternoon. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili, forced to lie next to Cyrus’s bum, listens to the d*g complain about the world. In fact, I’m amazed that Cyrus is thinking at all!
Cyrus: I’m thinking about the world.
Hili: This is not a very uplifting subject.
In Polish:
Cyrus: Myślę o świecie.
Hili: To nie jest zajęcie podnoszące na duchu.
Poor Cyrus. I’m sure he thinks about a lot.
Hili is just protecting Cyrus from worry.
Dangerous place for Hili to be. Upcoming gas attack. Could this be the end of Hili?
She already looks like she’s holding her nose.
And her left paw is already in position to deliver an especially sharp rebuke should the need arise.
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LOL!
Cute beyond words.
I second that!
Aw, she loves him. So nice.
I think ‘tolerate’ would be a better word.