Unibrow, The Children's Librarian, and a Jiggle-Toy
I was busy making Nick's lunch this morning when Dooley pulled open the door and trotted in, rubbed his wet fur against my legs; I looked down to see that he had a black unibrow--like filthy car grease. We (the old man and I) had a hearty laugh at his 'ruffian' expression as the cat happily ate his... Sign in to see full entry.