He was cleaning.
He found this!
I said "It was the Evil Stepsisters."
I said "They had a grenade."
He cleaned it all out.
Now I have to start over.
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About Me
- Cara
- Dressage rider turned carriage driver when I fell in love with Gotland ponies. I make art saddlepads and I am Laughing Mare. After testing prototypes myself, practiced my art for years, acquiring heavy duty machines that can easily handle the quality fabrics that I demand, I can make you fantastic saddle pads that help you stand out, look great, and remember that your equestrian journey began because its supposed to be fun.
2 comments:
OH! SILVER! Crud - no fair.
CAts are weird. We have some here - we make them stay outside far away. Sometimes Bunny Lady brings one in to sit on her lap. BL is weird too.
It's always the cats.
Watch your back, Silver. Watch your back.
And remember, the key is to maintain plausible deniability.
(how funny the verification word is culues - which is how cats spell clue)
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