poems by Rachel Green
Oh! You might lose Jack and Trickster in there.
*chuckles*She tries not to lose sight of me, and comes to a whistle.
Sweet!
Thank you :)
Thanks for the chuckles. To thee I bestow Proximidade Award, pass on if you're so inclined.
Thank you Mish :)
Good thing she comes to a whistle! Poor doggies, lost in the grass.
She doesn't want to be left behind!
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Oh! You might lose Jack and Trickster in there.
*chuckles*
She tries not to lose sight of me, and comes to a whistle.
Sweet!
Thank you :)
Thanks for the chuckles. To thee I bestow Proximidade Award, pass on if you're so inclined.
Thank you Mish :)
Good thing she comes to a whistle! Poor doggies, lost in the grass.
She doesn't want to be left behind!
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