the creature upstairs

There is a new creature upstairs at my desk. It is small and mostly never awake.

Answering to the name, "Charlie" this creature belonged to two friends who had two creatures in one cage.

After many blissful months, the one tried to eat a hole through the other. I now have the one that got almost ate through.

This creature buries itself in the pine. It's curious method of submersing itself ensures that I will not be able to determine when the creature has passed from this life-- other than the smell it will no doubt reek.

I awoke the creature yesterday morn to check on the status of its living. It was infact alive.

And now, it runs on its wheel. Constantly.