My cats are playing with a drinking straw, right now. A pink one. When we got this big boy, all those years ago in Shanghai, Mr. Chef used to bring him home pink straws for Finnie to play with, because, as Mr. Chef said, Finnie Binnie likes the pink ones best.
Last night we made the decision that our boys need to stay in Japan. And watching Mr. Finn teach is little brother how to play with pink straws is totally breaking my heart.
BRB I need to go cry about my first world white girl problems now.