Reading Lord of the Rings to Cats Edition.
A long expected party, the day after, or: I can’t believe I ate the whole thing.
Hobbits, hobbits, hobbits. Does this book ever talk about cats?
Wake me when we get to the cats.
Oh no. Frodo’s been stabbed. I am so worried. Woe. Worry.
What will I see if I look into the mirror?
None can. Also, all will love me and despair.
