Miss C is a pretty girl with a large personality,
and she's not spoiled, in the least...
and she's not spoiled, in the least...
She does, however, maintain an extra large toy box behind the sofa...
as well as a large toy basket in her (master) bedroom.
Ok, she owns well over a hundred plush, talking, mute, squeaking
and squeaker-ectomied toys.
Some say she's 'spoiled', she terms it 'deserving'.
And she rotates her own toys on an approximate weekly basis,
often on Sundays.
She spent most of the weekend flushing birds out of her backyard...
not intentionally, but because of the errant squirrel
who was attempting to beat the odds and blend in to feast out of the feeders.
Yesterday, Sunday, while trapped inside,
(as Mom had a rare and irritating weekend meeting at the office),
she pulled out six toys.
All six toys were birds
(I know, by now, you think I'm exaggerating... but this is the honest truth)...
Big Bird, Jeckel, two different ducks, a parrot and a rooster.
Coincidence?
as well as a large toy basket in her (master) bedroom.
Ok, she owns well over a hundred plush, talking, mute, squeaking
and squeaker-ectomied toys.
Some say she's 'spoiled', she terms it 'deserving'.
And she rotates her own toys on an approximate weekly basis,
often on Sundays.
She spent most of the weekend flushing birds out of her backyard...
not intentionally, but because of the errant squirrel
who was attempting to beat the odds and blend in to feast out of the feeders.
Yesterday, Sunday, while trapped inside,
(as Mom had a rare and irritating weekend meeting at the office),
she pulled out six toys.
All six toys were birds
(I know, by now, you think I'm exaggerating... but this is the honest truth)...
Big Bird, Jeckel, two different ducks, a parrot and a rooster.
Coincidence?
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