Anthropomorphism

After finally coming back mentally from our lovely break, I came here to post, saw Truman moving out of the corner of my eye and had a huge flash of panic thinking, Omigosh, when's the last time I fed him?!!  Lol!  Well, it's to be expected - I can't throw away my shredded ballet flats because I might hurt their feelings and I used to apologise to the furniture when I bumped into them.

I like to prepare for every eventuality. I have plasters and safety pins stashed in my bag. I get the train before the one I need. I have assembled a small army of toys on whose loyalty I feel I can depend if inanimate objects come alive overnight and the war between organics and inerts begins in earnest. You never know. ~ Margaret Robertson on Offworld: One More Go