I'm sorry little birdie that you ran into my sliding glass window...which in reality is NOTHING like a Windex commercial because it is riddled with little finger prints. Nonetheless...I am glad you survived and somehow got away 10 minutes later. Because frankly, I was unsure how I was going to explain your death to my 4 year old...and Gav was on call and couldn't bury you for a long while. GOod luck in your training...of which, you obviously need much more of.
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