Papa called me a few days ago, while I was staying the night with Grandma, and told me that Minerva is no longer a Minerva but a Minervin or Mervin or Ervin or something like that. He was walking back to the house after just feeding them when he heard... I don't know, a watered down doodle doo? And she's still the sweetest two three. Hee hee. "Anna!" he brawled... "Fivegive me."
Friday, May 1, 2009
My Dear Girl's Gone Boy
Papa called me a few days ago, while I was staying the night with Grandma, and told me that Minerva is no longer a Minerva but a Minervin or Mervin or Ervin or something like that. He was walking back to the house after just feeding them when he heard... I don't know, a watered down doodle doo? And she's still the sweetest two three. Hee hee. "Anna!" he brawled... "Fivegive me."
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