AN OUTRAGEOUS WASTE OF TIME AND TYPE
Some requisite Sitting on Pony occurred. Susannah sat on taller Miracle, perched like a wee little man, until Annie joined her. Just imagine her above, too.
And Zephyr looked at me funny. I think she knows we're soon to be neighbors, and I think she knows I'm up to no good.
Spun by Abigail on Thursday, March 19, 2009
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