( This is opening a can of worms. Sunday’s brows crease as another bird lands near him on the table, chirping and grooming itself freely. Or so it seems. They’re essentially all captive here anyway, bend to the will of the House. )

Which is why people should be allowed to enter a sweet dream and escape any fate that binds their ability to live happy lives. Is it wrong for some animals to need a chain that guides them towards safety when they may not know any better? Or to guide a drunk person from playing in the middle of traffic?

( Stop himmmmm. )