life_inshadowTara had brought Mr. Moxy to work with her today, and watched him chase dust bunnies around the bookshelves until he got bored with it and fell asleep.
This taught her two things. First, her workday would be much easier if she were a cat.
Second, they needed to sweep under the bookshelves more often.
The Magic Box was open, and Tara was armed with a broom and some Windex.
[OOC: Open post, no OCD!]