Day 275: 12.13.2009
My bedroom
Having to clean out my room and send things to either the trash or the cleaners was somewhat depressing. The fate if this poor little Prairie Dog, a native, New Mexican from my mom, reminded me of The Velveteen Rabbit: I was so upset when the toys in the nursery had to be burned for disinfection.
My bedroom
Having to clean out my room and send things to either the trash or the cleaners was somewhat depressing. The fate if this poor little Prairie Dog, a native, New Mexican from my mom, reminded me of The Velveteen Rabbit: I was so upset when the toys in the nursery had to be burned for disinfection.
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