When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. … But standing here among the people of Punxsutawney and basking in the warmth of their hearths and hearts, I couldn't imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous
Due to peace between humans and anthros being a recent thing, we had to take a swap class to 'aid understanding'. I was expecting some buff wolf as my partner, not this petite nerdy mouse! Only 10 steps out of class and already accidentally flashing my