Blueberry’s Listicle of the Week - Opinions from a Magical Papillon Who Has Seen Things

🫐 Blueberry’s Listicle of the Week

Opinions from a Magical Papillon Who Has Seen Things

Mommy has been muttering about “writer’s block” again. As if the words are hiding from her. Please. They’re simply waiting for better company.

Blueberry’s Official Ranking of Places to Nap in a House Full of Ghosts

1. The exact center of Mommy’s manuscript pages. Warm from the printer, faintly scented with ink and desperation. Prime real estate.

2. The sunbeam that crosses the kitchen table between 2:15 and 2:47 p.m. One must time it precisely. Ghosts respect punctuality.

3. Around the old grandfather clock. The ticking lulls lesser beings; I find it rhythmic. Also, excellent vantage point for judging everyone below.

4. The windowsill overlooking the garden. One can monitor squirrels, passing spirits, and Mommy’s questionable fashion choices with equal efficiency.

5. Buddy’s bed, but only when he’s not in it. (He claims this is theft. I call it quality control.)

6. The velvet armchair in the parlor. Acceptable energy—mostly. One particularly dramatic Victorian ghost lingers, but she has taste and keeps her distance.

7. The attic trunk. Cozy, yes, but the spectral energy is restless. I allow short visits. One mustn’t encourage squatters.

8. Anywhere near the front door. Far too much coming and going. Exhausting. Only amateurs nap in high-traffic zones.

I do not nap in basements. Ever. Some things are beneath even my standards.

— Blueberry 🫐💗

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