Stupid tiny letters. My posts get smaller and smaller. Blogger is acting strange.
Plus, Margaret, aka, "little pink socks" is MIA. And all her posts are gone with her. She will be missed, for she injected a little much-needed life into this floundering blog.
Come back, little pink socks, come back!
He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver. And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Thursday, July 22, 2004
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