I nod and head over to the area where they sell them, looking around. I find a pink crib and a green stroller and think she'll be okay with these. Getting a cart, I load the two and head back to where she is.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
There was nothing he enjoyed more than a good book. He'd wander into the study, take down some leather-bound volume, and eat it. — Terence Brady (dog owner)
