Fictional stories with real love for Pai. Plots and dialogue invented to make you smile.
AI story illustration. Not a photograph of Pai, his family or their home.
One evening, Pai approached his little stairs like a first-class passenger approaching the boarding steps. His ticket never expired: “To Dilyara and Mikhail. Seat: in between.”
The first step provided a ceremonial start. The second let him check whether anyone had taken his patch of blanket. The third led straight into the family comfort zone. Everything thought through. No connections in the hallway.
At the top, Pai settled in as though the bed had been built to his design and the humans added to warm up the atmosphere. Mikhail asked, “And where do we go?” Pai moved an ear. An extremely generous concession on his part.
