Tuesday 25 October 2011: I don't know ...
... what kind of bug this is but I know exactly how it feels: tired and caught out in the rain. *shivers*
This song is one of my favourites and has been stuck in my head all day. When I sing along with it Harley starts purring and twirling around in front of me and then bites my chin. Or my cheek. Hard, too! I'll take answers to what she means by that on a postcard :)
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