Clawvenus’ Freaky Fusion Diary - 4-thirty-ish
Well, that was a day I hope to never repeat. All's weird that ends weird, right? But at least I am back in my own fur - I'm no longer fused with Venus! I still have my fearnomenal wolf nose, but now the only thing that puts me in danger of sneezing is Mr. Where's daily cologne bath. I stopped getting tangled in vines. Although I did almost trip over a pile of scratch paper that I set aside to take to the recycle bin. And I learned how to meditate, which isn't so bad. I think I might keep that up if I can find a quiet spot that's sibling-free. And Venus and I, we have a closer friendship, and I appreciate her passion for the environment more. In fact, I promised her I'd help volunteer at an environmental rally this weekend at the Maul. And the Maul is a great place to get inspiration for some new fashions. I'm sure I can design and help the environment at the same time. I'm such a giver. - CW







