I’m taking a little detour from my next installment of Stories from Easter Island to add a post script to yesterday’s post.

I read Sparrow to my dogs. They were unimpressed.

“So the mutt caught a few birds that could heal sick kids. Are we supposed to think that’s sooo amazing?”

Big fat deal.

“Remember that time I caught a bird?”

I caught a bird once.

“Oh yeah! Mmmhmmm…The one that was dead, right?”

That was so epic.

“And then there was that caterpillar I almost caught once…”

Chloe, Mighty Huntress of caterpillars

“Oh my God, I’m getting exhausted just thinking about it.”

Let’s go back to sleep.