Posted by Loulou on Oct 16, 2018 | 14 comments

  WHEN DO WE GET OFF THIS THING? That’s what I’m going to ask you to have today–just imagine me sliding across the sea, dressed in my little sailor suit, my black and white streaked fur blowing in the soft salt breeze, my paws on the porthole sill as I gaze at the setting sun (this, after supping at the Captain’s Table on...