Saturday, November 28, 2009

My Barnyard!


Mommy often asks me if I was "born in a barn" because I leave the door open a lot (although I am pretty sure she knows where I was born). No I was not born in a barn, but I sleep with a lot of my favorite furry friends. They keep me company on long night sleeps and naptime. There isn't much space for anyone else, but I am sure I could fit a few more as I adopt them. I know each one of them by name and if any of them are missing I call for them until they appear...no matter how looooooong that takes.

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