I don't know Whimsy, I might have that reaction if I lost my favortie Elmo or if my wayward parents lost Bo. Doesn't seem too melodramatic. (This coming from the person who can still CLEARLY remember the day we left bunny in an Osco Drugs and when my dad went back to get him HE WAS GONE.)
shortish. 40ish. north-central-washington-westernish. shares a smallish house with a lovely tallish manish person (husband), an adorable impish girlish person (daughter), a charming boyish person (son), and one 4-legged catish creature.
if you'd care to contact Whimsy, you can reach her at whimsyattack at gmail dot com.
Alice came to a fork in the road.
"Which road do I take?" she asked.
"Where do you want to go?" responded the Cheshire cat.
"I don't know," Alice answered.
"Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."
-Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
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I don't know Whimsy, I might have that reaction if I lost my favortie Elmo or if my wayward parents lost Bo. Doesn't seem too melodramatic. (This coming from the person who can still CLEARLY remember the day we left bunny in an Osco Drugs and when my dad went back to get him HE WAS GONE.)
Please get that little Punky some ice cream. I can't stand to see the hands in her eyes
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