Mom’s schedule is messed up. She’s been in and out a lot and not doing her writing on her usual schedule. None of this is my fault, as you can tell from my perfectly innocent face.
Mom did not do a June story for her 12×12 Challenge, but she is determined to do a July one. I hope she doesn’t mess this up.
This is my stuffed goose.
He is messed up, too. I’m not sure what happened to his wing. Really! I have no idea!! It used to look smooth, feel soft, and sound crunchy. Now it looks shredded, feels shredded, and sounds …quiet. Mom threw the crunchy and soft parts in the garbage and said I was naughty.
Inside my head, I said SHE was naughty, because I was planning to eat them when nobody was looking.