The muse was strong, yesterday.

Sharp and, for a moment, unyielding.

Unfortunately, my muse is furry and four-legged and increasingly farsighted. So, mistaking my finger for a treat, said-muse nearly gnawed off a digit.

I took this as a sign and retreated from all muse-led activities.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe, the Coward of Cozy Mystery County