Blanket Therapy for a Stoopid World

 When the Hamster plops his fuzzy lil' butt down on my desk, I'm actually grateful that he doesn't plop his fuzzy lil' butt down on my keyboard any more, pressing a buncha keys and producing lengthy strings on bizarre, unrecognizable text in my posts. That's actually a bit of an improvement. 'Yeah, well,' he scoffs, 'A lengthy string of bizarre text is actually an improvement on one of your