Verily, she is a Wild Woman!
At first, she appeared sweet, reflective, and docile.
The pastoral beauty of New Hampshire had lulled me into languorous unconcern. My senses were dulled. I lacked the requisite "edge" for effective self-defense.
She must have been groomed for the job by Aliens. Beneath that lovely facade lay something unspeakable.
My first clue was her highly-developed set of teeth...
She was a clown. With an Attitude.
Her aptitude for close-in combat was alarming.
Her alien diet consisted of pinecones.
Strange.
Each evening, she beamed herself back up to the Mother Ship and replenished the charge in her HyperDrive. I love her.
Best,
Buster
Best,
Buster
6 comments:
She is khwite the khutie and BUNDLE of energy!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
Great pictures!!! But you've got to watch out for those aliens - they'll steal your grey poupon! ;-)
*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus
Strange indeed. Butt Funny!
What a pistol she is, Buster! You've got a playmate forever!
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch
you've got that right... she plays and plays...and plays. does she get tired ever? nah, she's like the everready bunny... she just keeps going. guess we'll keep her!
Go Gracie Go.......she gonna keep you all on your paws!!
Big Nose Pokes
The Thugletsx
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