Whilst I think up a topic for today’s post, I’ll leave you with one of my favourite passages out of The Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson:
Love is not a steadfast dog at all; love is more like a pygmy mouse lemur. Yes, that’s exactly what love is: a tiny, jittery primate with eyes that are permanently open in fear. For those of you who cannot quite picture a pygmy mouse lemur, imagine a miniature Don Knotts or Steve Buscemi wearing a fur coat. Imagine the cutest animal that you can, after it has been squeezed so hard that all its stuffing has been pushed up into an oversized head and its eyes are now popping out in overflow. The lemur looks so vunerable that one cannot help but worry that a predator might swoop in at any instant to snatch it away.
Photo by Joachim S Mueller
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