“I’ve walked a hundred miles to the Vet, had something awful puffed up my nose, and itchy stuff put on my neck. What do you want from me? Happy-go-bl**din’-lucky, or something?”
–Summer
A random collection of thoughts
“I’ve walked a hundred miles to the Vet, had something awful puffed up my nose, and itchy stuff put on my neck. What do you want from me? Happy-go-bl**din’-lucky, or something?”
–Summer
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