As it turned out, I wasn't going to die of puffer cockroach poisoning or even of cat turd tremens. I did, however, wonder if peanut cactus thorns carry poisons. Especially as I quickly stepped on three more.
|WHEN IT WAS WHOLE.|
Suddenly, Moose finds this plant fascinating. He pulls the stems off and carries them around the house. I thought he was simply being destructive (others might call it playful). But it turns out, Moose has taken up gardening.
|NOTICE THE BALD SPOT?|
|I'M NO CRIME-SCENE EXPERT...|
BUT THE CAT HAIR IS A DEAD GIVE-AWAY.
This morning I awoke to a bit of dirt on the dresser and two cactus stems at the base of one of Jerry's little mango trees. Moose is designing a terrarium.
|IF HE HAD A THUMB, IT WOULD BE GREEN.|
This evening, Moose was puttering on the terrace.
I could swear I heard him singing: