Wednesday, November 7, 2001 [by:Katydid]

NINO ("Nye-No")

He goes through collars like milk. I'm sure the Humane Society thinks I've got a black market going in 910695's. He doesn't seem to mind them, ever, but they don't last more than a couple of months. They're probably strung along the arm of a far-off bush, like garlands, tinkling.

Sometimes the eye contact lasts too long and I think he's an alien observing me and sending messages back to his home planet. Either that, or he's got a crush on me.