I hate it when someone arrives for a visit and i'm gone. Especily the precious cargo that was here yesterday. UGH. Come again when i'm home. Make it soon.
Monday I was messing with my flowers, pulling weeds and suce. Well I went in the house and sat down at the puter. All of a sudden I felt a tickle on my arm, so I looked and there was a little green squiggle worn with a black head sitting there like he owned my arm. Well I bet he don't have enough guts to do that to anyone else.
Later Gator
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not enough guts cuz you prolly squished him. Oh Gran. You're silly. I miss you!
ditto Meggie lu.
Bugs just love you mary!
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