Saturday past it was 95F in the shade. Hot and humid. I walked outside and spied Bart taking a breather on the fence. Normally he scoots up a tree when he sees me but not this time. The poor guy was done in. He laid there staring back at me with a "whatevvvvvverrrr" look. But is it any wonder, he's the silly one still wearing his winter coat.
Like your favorite flooded cave, your kindness is deep. You have a strong work ethic and are not afraid to hop to it to get the job done. Far from a flaky frog, you don’t jump to conclusions. Ever since you were a tadpole, you’ve been easygoing and likeable and are a good leader without being mossy, so other frogs lean on you without knowing it. Thanks to Michelle at Rambling Woods :)
Tsk tsk tsk
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