Have You Ever Seen Calico Critters And What Are Your Thoughts On Them

Something like this perhaps!

thoughts on dogs?

The golden ones remind me of Henry! Seen a couple from afar (and now I've seen photographs and such, of course) but always wondered what those things felt like.

hi will! i found another song you might know... it was first copywrited in 1931 but nobody knows who originally wrote it haha :P not sure if you're still in or you've gone off to see henry... if you have good luck btw! we're all rooting for you :) we are all metaphorically jumping up and down with our metaphorical pompoms and cheering (this part is not metaphorical we are really honestly cheering)

Thanks for the tune! If I understand them right, that sure is the sentiment some folks came in here with — the likes of Henry and Tati!

And thanks for the well wishes — I ain’t setting out yet — waitin’ for the go ahead from you folks! Thank you for the encouragement anyhow! For now, I’ll keep this tune in my back pocket for “country music”…

Log #02

Second day of these memory logs. Today, Henry asked me my favorite memory. And I said I’m at this dance hall in Harlem, right? Maybe mid-twenties. Maybe the night of January 7th 1925. It’s hard to really cast my mind back that far, you know? It’s all some kinda mishmash, memories existing at the same time. Or maybe I’ve just got a real crappy memory. Well, I’m standing in a corner — must not be a huge one for parties, or maybe I knew I was a bit queer — and I remember everything glowing all golden-like. High ceilings, all decked out. It’s a gas. Dancers all crowding the floor, a man spinning his sweetheart past me as he fixes his tie with the other hand. A woman laughing to my right. The smell of booze. And that music. That swing. I feel the music surrounding me in my bones, shaking me from the inside out, just like it’s shaking everyone else in this joint. Just coasting along to the vibrations.

And then — fewer people this time. The night’s winding down, fellas are going home with their dolls. We’re giving one last hurrah for the couples still knocking it out on the dance floor. These kids are a bit more sauced now, swaying and laughing and bumping into each other. They dimmed the lights some. I’m still sticking around in my corner. Nobody by my side now. And that music. Still loud as hell, ringing out the night, shaking me from the inside out. And that’s kinda it, I told him. Great night.

welcome back guys !! and nice to meet you henry :] glad to see you’re both safe !!

nice to meet you! and im glad too haha

Hello! Glad we’re safe too, ha! Ha! Honest, I wasn’t ever particularly worried. It ain’t really a serious threat to me!

why do u want new friends if u won’t even help the ones u have??? or should I say had. after all no one wants to be friends with a monster

I am helpin’ them! Everything I do is to help all of us!

Random question, but do you like fireworks?

Huh! S'pose I've never actually seen one, but the idea excites me! I think I've heard firecrackers out of a window once, but to my understanding that's a tad different!

woah, i haven't checked your blog in a while and just noticed that now there's two of you running it! hope you like it here so far, henry!

We just found our way back here! Gettin' accustomed to these new digs and everything.

yeah, you haven't missed much. not here, anyway. and i like it here just fine. will's here, after all.

do you like the way you look? have you always?

Yup! S'pose I wish I looked more...cohesive, from time to time. Kids like @fortunateisle come in here lookin' pretty much the same they did in life (though don't tell her I told ya, but the back of her head was missin'!), which makes me jealous, but I make do with what I can make!

🪼I feel compelled to ask: does this lyric happen to mean anything? It seems somewhat dark for the otherwise lighthearted song.

Well, they don't call it the Wild West for nothin'! Hadta do all kinds of things out there to survive.

WHO ARE YOU?? WHAT IS THIS BLOG ??

The name's William! Come inside!