Surprise Makeover

I left. 

Maybe I should have stayed for a bit longer, but I didn't. I did what I came here for, what else is there to do?

If I wanted to mope, feel bad about myself, there were more suitable places to do it other than a public park, so I went, and I didn't look back… as much as I really thought I should.

I found Mr. Black cooped up in their… his old home, that small little hole in the bush hollowed enough for two. He laid curled on one end, leaving the other side empty… he wasn't even asleep, he was just there, just staring out into the night. My guess, probably waiting… but not for me, obviously.

It took a while to coax him out of there, but eventually, he crawled out the trenches on his own, and resting in my arms, together we made for home.