(Hey, buddy. Why don’t you go ask your mom for some chocolate? Or cookies. Yeah. Go get some cookies, would you? Don’t make me roar. You don’t want me to roar.)
Jasper is much more blase about scary things than am I. There’s a lesson for me there, I think.
Whatever that lesson is, however, it is a lesson that I am not up for thinking about right now. Maybe tomorrow.