A Pattern of Words

Gus, or Sir Gussius as he is known to friends and family, is the chill one. The one watching Finley with both curiosity and an edge of distain, rather like a scientist observing a particularly dumb specimen. “And the large furry beast is now drooling copiously. Later he will chew up a book and go outside to poop again, completely oblivious to the nice, dry litter box the rest of us use.”