that's what friends are for.
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my baby girl pinto, my BGFF, has been quite needy lately.
she is clingy and sensitive and wants to be near somebody-anybody these days.
while driving to the city yesterday,
i happened to glance back into the rear seat of the big ol' dodge truck,
and pinto was napping on her baby-brother's backside.
i love her so much.
[i love them both so much.]
i wish i could take away her sorrow and her fear,
just like when she was first adopted off the streets of a north carolina city.
it will take a while for her trust to resurface.
it will.
slowly.
surely.
it will.
slowly.
surely.
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speaking of friends:
i wish i could dogpile all my friends and just lay around with them,
rest my tuckered-out soul on their hearts,
and soak up all their lovin'.
for now, i'll do it by donning as much silver as i can,
and carry the rest in my pockets....
because, well, shucks....i love you, my friends....
....and to my friends, i send you hearts and a tailstick....
....'cause they're the best bits of love i know.
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life is good.
especially because i have the love of my friends....
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Hugs and campfire marshmallows and velvet horse noses and fireflies and everything else that is good and joyful.
Love you.
i was just up in the garden, dancing with the patty pans....
love you.
That paisley dress! Oh! That paisley dress! ( skirt )
With time and your lovin', Pinto girl will snap back. (No more intruders!)
Can I ask you something? How did she get from the Appalachians to Alaska?
I'm sorry she's had such a confusing life...
xoxoxoxo on this Sunday morn'
you'll read her story then.
xoxoxoxo back'at'cha' on this sunday morn!