simone raze the only detective i trust stands about five inches tall. i thought he was a girl until his plumbing told me otherwise. when he first starting coming around, all he ever did was forage. he'd sneak a peek at me once in a while, but he ignored every morsel of food i threw his way. now he runs to my feet when he sees me and fills his mouth with what he knows he needs to get through winter. i think i'm beginning to understand the secret of his shy, sly smile. 221228 what's it to you? who go blather from