Post by Gylfie Murdoch on Jul 12, 2010 4:20:02 GMT -5
I was thinking about fostering a puppy, but my Mum said no. I guess it wouldn't be a good idea for us: not only do I have fur allergies, but my sister has eczema and we all get attached to animals easily. It'd be too hard to let go.
I once had mice, but they smell bad and they're too easy to forget about...
A little black rooster was on my street yesterday. Hadley and I caught it and played with it for a while. It thought I was his mummy. Silly chook.
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