Log #8 – Training Tails
I have joined my local branch of Jungle Gym. Yes, I am now a gym lion. Beware all those who cross paths with me. I now jog… and lift things?…
Log #7 – The Bookish Life
Ah, how I would love to swap my cave for a real library. Endless entertainment, limitless possibilities. There is no enjoyment quite like disappearing into a good book, but I…
Log #6 – Year of the Lion
Friends, it is that time of year when one must look inward and reflect honestly on what one has become. A time to cast aside the chains of the past…
Log #5 – The Path Not Taken
What does it mean to do things right? To do things properly? When I was a lion cub, I was taught the same lesson my parents had been. Hard work…
Log #4 – Reaching Rock Bottom
I realise it may be a little early in the year for such pessimistic thoughts, but please bear with me while I try to explain. The other day I decided…
Log #3 – Politely Bothered
How does one convey irritation in a polite manner? We’ve all shared the universal experience of certain animals flouting the unspoken rules of the jungle, but what does one do…
Log #2 – The Art of Artisting
Exciting times are ahead, friends. Of course, that depends entirely on your definition of exciting. For me, the bar is rather low and this second log entry crosses it. As…
Log #1 – The Den Life
To whoever finds this log, my name is Lonely Lion, but you can call me LL if you prefer. You may be wandering what strange portion of the internet you’ve…