Jensie the Zebra had always been strange. What with her history of climbing trees to eat bananas, diving headfirst into hippo-infested waters for a cooling dip, and the constant jazz trumpet sounds she made with her mouth while bathing, no one was really surprised when she fell in love with Langston the lion. After declaring her amaranthine love for him, everyone was less surprised after he accepted and then literally chewed her head off.
My amaranthine spirit shan’t be broken, my heart will still sing out like a triumphant trumpet, even if every work day commences with a subterranean poop sighting and ends with underground visions of cockroaches and rats dancing on its remnants.
Lady Schwartz is humiliated to report that she neglected Secret Touchings on this day. Please view the following day’s post to see how she attempts to make up for it.