a bushy tale

Ron being black

Ron just came hurtling into the study, tail like the proverbial bog brush. Henry followed close behind, but not looking quite as bushy or agitated.

Turned out they’d both been asleep on the bed, and the window cleaner had startled them.

Ron wears a permanently startled expression, but this was something to behold. His little heart was going pumpity pump!

Edit: this photograph was taken in the kitchen last night, not after The Incident.

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