A personal exploration of autism from a brother’s perspective, including family relationships, philosophy, neuroscience, mental health history and ethics
This is Mr. Teets. Where did the name come from? Don’t ask. Mr. Teets is no longer with us. He used to love to jump on my chest while I lay on the couch. I liked Mr. Teets.
He looks mischievous. (K)
He was a good kitty. I caught him in a calculating mood. Thanks, Kerfe!