I'm just a girl. A girl who thinks she's been everywhere and beyond, but is always left with proof she hasn't. Cathartically charistmatic inspirations segueway into my this. Enjoy!
Friday, June 12, 2009
What's better than that lovely new rawhide I went to the store, purchased, carried upstairs, unwrapped while you jumped and freaked out, and then I handed to you fearing for my digits? Ah, yes, that's right, chewing on your ankles.