Do You Know Your Horses?
Time is short today, and real life beckons. I'll leave you to ponder this jewel from the interwebs.
Love,
Fen
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Fenway, you would never do that, would you?
ReplyDeleteNever. I don't even crush my own poop.
ReplyDeleteFenny,
ReplyDeleteThat video feed made me cry. Guess I should go take my meds.