by Carter Goodrich

Hank is the prickliest cactus in the entire world.  He sits in a pot in a window that faces the empty desert, which is just how he likes it.  So, when all manner of creatures–from tumbleweed to lizard to owl–come to disturb his peace, Hank is annoyed.  He doesn’t like noise, he doesn’t like rowdiness, and definitely does not like hugs.  But the thing is, no one is offering one.  Who would want to hug a plant so mean?  Hank is beginning to discover that being alone can be, well, lonely.