Though she can be difficult to coax out from under the bed, Boomer has now met Kirk face to face several times– with much hissing and some serious growling that sounds like a wolf. She’s explored the cave some, as well, and is currently in my chair while I sit on the floor, readying myself to type up a week’s worth of reading journal notes. She looks so dignified.

I’ve been getting books in the mail. Oddly, though I placed my order for school first, the first books to arrive were my books for fun– I found some cheap out-of-print William Matthews stuff, so I am thrilled. My Cavafy book arrived today. I was three poems in before I found one I fell in love with…