Title: "I Lied About Not Needing Another Pet"
Backstory: Me (five minutes earlier): "I'm done adopting strays. My inventory is a zoo already. No. More. Pets."
Universe: "Hold on."
There he was..pathetic, adorable, trying to drink from a pool that had been solid ice since December. Tiny tongue working overtime, paws sliding everywhere, looking up at me like, "A little help, hooman?"
Resistance was futile. Now he's my gremlin, official taste-tester of cheese and living proof that "I don't need another pet" is the fastest way to summon exactly that. Welcome to the family, little guy. You're stuck with me now.
Meet Mr. Toof 🐀















