The Reason
A complete metamorphosis of an unexpected small inheritance and a VW van.
In the memory of two spirits set free on a wild Welsh wind during the October of 2014.
Wednesday, 19 August 2015
So not me!
Hmmm! My bright garland was replaced with what my human called a classy garland. I hate this somber item and was pleased when I heard my human say it reminded him of the part he once played, Mr Sowerberry, whoever he is, he said he recalled the words "There are horses with tall black plumes to escort them to the family tombs" need I say more. Anyway I don't need to worry as they have put back the bright garland, Yipee!
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