ratty love.

once there was a rat.
a little rat.

with little teeth.
ratty teeth with all the right kinds of space.
8 year old space.

this little rat had some sass.
enough sass to go around.
and around and around and around.

there's only one thing that could compete with that ratty's sass:

ratty imagination.

thinking, creating, planning, inventing, schemeing.
until that little rat gets all pooped out.

then she sleeps with those little paws tucked right under

her little ratty head.

and then she'll wake up and do it again.

she'll shower the world with her ratty sass,
and a some clever ratty love.

ce♥