When I was a kid, my cat caught a gopher. A baby gopher, whom I tried to save. It died in my hand, but only *after* biting me. I was so scared I’d have to get a bazillion rabies shots in my stomach, I didn’t tell my parents. I cried. Not because I might have rabies, but because the gopher died. I had serious attachment issues with animals.
October #BSMphotoaday, day 17: favorite song or album. Totally into Daughter right now, specifically, Smother. #Writinginspiration #music #daughter #smother