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Does anyone else obsess about fonts? I mean, I know there are graphics designers and various other people who go nuts about them, but I’m wondering in general is a large portion of population or just clustered around my friends? While I have fonts that I go to, and I enjoy the Macklemore song where he calls out “Gold Fonts”, I don’t really know as much about them as I feel I should. Fonts are so powerful. They help words take shape. They can help you easily identify words or make text incredibly hard to read. As someone with a reading disability, pattern recognizing a signature of word is a trick I use to read a little bit faster. Good fonts can help that, bad fonts can hurt that. ...

What? What? What do you want now? Your have such high demands on me. All I want to do is sit here and be calm. To enjoy my day leisurely with the luxury that is deserved to me. So what? What can I do for you before I go back to my cat nap.

Momma, I love you. And not just a little bit. Like all the treats that you’ve fed to me love Momma, I know you know how much I love you Even when I’m barking up a storm during your yoga class It’s because I love you. I want the world to know my love Every time I shout from my tiny little (dare I say cute) dog lungs, It’s a cry of support and love for you. I cherish you, as I know you cherish me. It is surprising when you leave me behind to spend time elsewhere But it only heightens my energy to share my love for you when I get reunited. And momma, I love you like I love shoelaces. Both you and shoe laces are delicious. If you made me pick between the two, I would pick you, but it would be tough. Shoelaces are awesome. I love our walks, and especially the part where you try to get me move and we play our fun little game we play where I lie down in the shade. I know that secretly you are happy for the break, I can see this in all the barking you do at me in those moments. That’s when I know we are connected. We are the same, you and I, momma. See me here, in this moment, practicing on my belly like you do. I even have my tongue stuck out like you. Okay, momma, now that I have told you about my love, I will bark, and you will give me a treat! ...

Oh, pardon me while ai snuggle I don’t want to start a tuggle, But this blanket is now mine Move and I’ll make you whine. This is my place Watch your face I need some peace To rest on this fleece I’ve had a long day I’m far too tired to play So let me be And you will see Tomorrow I will be more fun We will go out and frolic in the sun. ...

This is a the first in a new series of pet poetry, written in the voice of the pet in the picture. This was inspired by the book I Could Pee On This which I highly recommend for the humor value. I see you there. I’m sitting here In my metal throne with arm rest I suspect you are up to no good I will find out what you are keeping from me And when I know I will administer the required sentence For I am the queen of this space I allow you to inhabit with me Do not test me… ...