Much cuter than the Jersey Devil, or a Galantine--
A Babydoll Southdown Sheep.
Bothwell and I are crying: wantie, wantie, wantie.
Well, more like bleating than crying. Alas, that we currently have no yard big enough, and grass does not grow inside the house.
But someday...
The Biography of a Bouncing Boy Terror
The Birthday Girl, or Tiny Doom is Thirteen
Comestible Commissaries, or The Importance of Eating Earnest
Metal More Attractive, or A Young Man's Dilemma
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