Where's Ed

Where's Ed

The scent is old. They were here. Now… I smell food. But the food is gone too. They ate it without us. Which means we need to find food.

Questions. Questions. Questions. Actually no questions, just food. First food. Then we find them. Guess that means there is a question - where are they? Second question - why didn’t they share the food?

Ugh, hungry. Need to eat.

The wood is just beginning to warm. This will be good for post-food naps. But ugh, I have to find them before that. But first, food.

Why do they insist of putting food in unreasonable places. They always move my chair. I tell them and I tell them - keep it here. But they move it. And they don’t move the food.

Wait. Where’s my chair. They took it to a different room last night. Now to find a different way up.

The table is too far. The other chairs too heavy. Maybe where they hide the good stuff. No good stuff today. But I think I can reach. Yes. Up. Now forward!

What to eat. What to eat. Hard noodles? No. Ketchup? Yuck. Green stuff? Disgusting. Humans are weird. Ah ha! Peanut butter!

Wait, what?! How is one supposed to eat this? What is this confounded container!


Today’s art is courtesy of Atey Ghailan from Los Angeles, USA.

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