“I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
We all got new coats for Christmas. Santa Julien was very generous as usual. No one gets left out. Somehow I don’t think the kids took a fancy to their new Doggy snow suits with arms and legs.
I thought they looked wonderful and fit great. But once we suited them up; they wouldn’t even budge. You’d think by looking at them they just wanted to die.
Oh my little wild flowers, it’s not so difficult is it?