The Sheriff

Hello, Q2 here.

I’m sitting here on this fine Sunday watching the birds outside, feigning innocence.

See, I hear Mariah behind me, I think she’s stalking Ginger. Again.

I’m known as the sheriff in these parts and am always on patrol — keeping an eye out for any infraction. Mariah is good at infractions. I think she’s up to a squillion demerits.

For now, I wait. And look innocent.