I've been cranky this evening. With my poor family. And I only threw Miss Sophie's "baby" for her to retrieve about ten times. Just sad. This happens when night comes and I still don't know what I'm writing about. And tonight that's exactly where I'm at. I don't know what to write. It's not writer's… Continue reading They Are Watching Us
Mama said they make me nicer
I Might Need A Nap 