I guess when you've been rescued twice, three... four times in your life, your fifth may mean you've asked for way too much.
Me and the mom are really tired and feeling hopeless... and we need help.
And I mean that with all of the energy and enthusiasm I have left...
Our control muscles have fully succomed to what we can't... and depression has set in.
If only help was on the radar... but sadly, no.
Saturday Sharing
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Lord PF hanging out on his ledge point -
730pm - 63 - Clear -
We called today's month BLOWvember - it was WINDY - and I had to chuckle
snicker at a neig...
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