It seems I’m unable to eat my pierogies in peace anymore. This little, furry beast decided to join the meal like he was a businessman negotiating a deal over dinner. To be fair, he looks like he’d be a great boss (and that’s definitely not because he’d always keep the fridge stocked). On the flip side, his positioning almost appears model-like. Someone get this guy a contract because he’s about to be the next Victoria’s Secret Supermodel.

PS: If anyone reading this is tech-savvy, please edit this photo to resemble a Victoria’s Secret supermodel. Maybe someone like Kate Moss or Adriana Lima.

I learned the hard way that my hair tools are better suited for high, out-of-reach positions. However, I got a beautiful video and this beautiful photo out of it. We’ve already learned he’s a mischievous fiend, but every day I learn of new and increasingly unsettling activities that he partakes in. For instance, this little guy is perfectly content with eating bugs for dinner, despite my endless pleas against it. Furthermore, he’s basically the definition of nocturnal and always succeeds in waking me up at least five times within the night. Thanks Skipper. I still love you though, I guess.

It was a cold, brisk morning. I was walking back to my dorm from one of my final exams in December of 2022. Robert Morris University, better known as RMU, was never the right fit for me, despite my attempts to acclimate. I decided to check my Lionpath that morning and was greeted with the ‘Congratulations’. A smile filled my face.