I was half-asleep on the Old Man's lap when I heard young Victor's footsteps. I couldn't help but lick my lips. That mate of his always prepared the best chicken.
The Old Man came to life not too long later, as Victor and Munkustrap were climbing the front steps. The visit was a nice end to the day. I always enjoy these visits with my son and his human tom. I think the Old Man enjoys them, too.
We take things slow in this house. It is far from the busy-bodies in town, surrounded by grass and trees. The farthest any Jellicle lives from the junkyard. We eat little and not all too often. We prefer to sit on the front porch. I, dozing, him, rocking and rocking on that rocking chair. Victor and Munkustrap visit at least once every day; on weekends their whole family likes to join. We have few other visitors. But just recently a lovely young queen approached the Old Man. She spoke about something to do with painting, and I quickly came to the conclusion that this was the very young queen that Quaxo goes home to every day. She I believe she mentioned about having a lack of inspiration, and the Old Man agreed to allow her to come and paint the old house and him and me the next morning. Of course, he agreed after asking me. We're old friends, the Old Man and I. We have quite the history together. And perhaps that is precisely what this young queen intends on painting.
...And I'm done! This last chapter is by far my favorite, I love the Old Man and Old Deuteronomy. They're just so sweet~. I hope you guys enjoyed my Owners!
PS: Now that I've finished this, it's time to end Love That Tom! I'll get working on that tomorrow! :)