"The tragically ludicrous, the ludicrously tragic."
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Kitty Can't Play Today.
Hortence brought Miss Tibbens in from the yard. She'd had too, too much sun for one day, but a nice cool saucer of milk and she'd be ready for their afternoon tea party.
That's when Hortence's mother started screaming. And didn't stop.
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