Dear Mommy,
I would really like a tortoise for Christmas. I could be saving it from going to a bad home, where it would be unloved and not cared for. I'm fairly certain I would be able to care for it, considering I do all my chores, and keep my room somewhat clean. I already know how to take care of one, and have done a lot of research. They're not that expensive, and easy to take care of. As the best mommy ever, you should know that I really want one more than anything.
Love,
Your daughter that loves you more than anything in the world.
Except maybe tortoises.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
The Puppy-Dog Horse. Part 2.
He bit down on my hand, and I pulled his tongue. That might seem odd to people watching, but to me, it was the most natural thing in the world. I laughed, listening to the slurping noise he made and he ate an apple. It was cute really, until my hand was coated in apple juice, and horse saliva. I could feel him continuing to nibble at the pockets on my hoodie, as if looking for more treats, even as I wiped my hands on my jeans.
People who see me with him, tell me to be careful. It's not like I'm unaware that he is huge, almost 1400 pounds and 15.2 hh. I know could easily crush me, but I don't feel worried. He's a careful horse, always watching where he is. He wouldn't hurt me on purpose. People keep telling me I'm to careless around him.
But really, why do you need to be careful around your best friend?
People who see me with him, tell me to be careful. It's not like I'm unaware that he is huge, almost 1400 pounds and 15.2 hh. I know could easily crush me, but I don't feel worried. He's a careful horse, always watching where he is. He wouldn't hurt me on purpose. People keep telling me I'm to careless around him.
But really, why do you need to be careful around your best friend?
Brown Bag #3
The small snail slowly moved across the plant, leaving a trail of smile behind him. He had to be extremely careful, a neon orange snail wouldn't likely go undetected for long. He finally reached his destination and moved onto the underside of leaf, ready to sleep. He was awoken by the whole plant shaking and being pulled into the dark sky. Someone had picked the flower.
He quickly tried to escape, to make it onto another plant, or even the ground. Anything would be better than being carried away into the unknown darkness. Finally, he unattached himself from the plant, and he was falling, fast. He was surprised when he didn't feel himself land on the hard cold ground, but onto a soft plant.
He quickly tried to escape, to make it onto another plant, or even the ground. Anything would be better than being carried away into the unknown darkness. Finally, he unattached himself from the plant, and he was falling, fast. He was surprised when he didn't feel himself land on the hard cold ground, but onto a soft plant.
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