Can't have everything. Sammy's gorgeous but suffers from anxiety, insecurity and Very Little Brain. He will bark at me as I go out the door (Don't leave me! Where are you going? WHY are you going? When will you be back?) And then when I walk back in two seconds later he goes nuts again ("Who...
I used to pay my littles a penny each for yellow dandelion blossoms as long as they came from our own yard. Kept em busy all morning. Then I would bread them and fry them for lunch. So yummy!
Sure, makes sense. Somewhere there is a site for Mis-heard song lyrics. I had to quit reading it because my ribs hurt. My own contribution was, "I see a baboon riding ..." This was a song by Creedence, you remember.