The Watchman

When I first started working here, I noticed this beautiful but shy little man hanging out with our night watchman.


He would only get close to a couple of people, anyone else would spook him into running off.

One day, he stood on that little wall and gave me a squeaky little meow to come over, and now every day ends with this:

Nope, you can't leave, I'm in your hand

I think every broadcast facility should have its own fuzzy creature watching over things.

It's all good, we've got Sargeant Beantoes on watch

There’s another cat around here from time to time but he’s evil so let’s never speak of him again. He’s out there. Watching. Waiting for another victim to lure for a clawing… But he won’t get anywhere near this sunny orange sweetheart.

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