You shuffle into the kitchen at 7:15am, barely online. Pop on the iPad tuned to C.O. Reach for the coffee maker, reach for your coffee mug, reach for your Flying Sqwerl, -uh, wait. What? “I’m used to having critters get in the house when the weather gets cold but wasn’t expecting a Flying Sqwerl in the kitchen this morning” says Properzombie.
“I resisted the urge to keep him, feed him and name him but snapped a few photos before I helped him outside. Perfect start to my day.” [Just like the can says. -Ed.]